De La Soul - O'shut Up lyrics

(It's not fair!) Befors you say so... beat is crazy [Dave] Yo, you go oodles and oodles of O's, y'know (Hola!) You get 'em from my sister, you get 'em from my bro All I is is man, and once an embryo Am I solid gold? I don't cast a glow Yes, I guess it's reflex, some have no control I'd rather let a laughte, tally off I go Canoeing in the river or out into the O You just know me not, so not play the role Some are lovey-Dovey, ah you crazy crow Some shake your hand but this is called the Show I was John Doe, now I'm Mr. Joliceau Pissed with the witness, and now I adore O's got the world cause O's was on tour Girls gave the O's and oh my n***az, for sure Where they arose, well nobody knows And what do they mean, I mean this how it goes Oh shoot's got the O's, when you hold the dough You know who you are but they didn't know And now with respect they flex like a pro You're first another n***a but NOOOOOOW.... [Chorus] Oodles of oodles of O's, y'know We go oodles of oodles of O's, y'know We go oodles of oodles of O's, y'know We go oodles of oodles of O's, y'know - SHUT UP~!! [Posdnuos] Last of the fast Plug pipers at yo' do' In ya eye, burning like rubbin alcoho' Native is the Tongue that speaks the Guacomo Kinfolk will play this in stere-ere-o Chanters play the part of a herd of a show Pos prints the peace on his jeans of Girbauds But let the herd know, beef they wanna throw Lunches of punches, is what we'll bestow Oodles of O's enhance my "ho's" and mic checks O's take the shape of medallions and specs Don't forget the O's that let the air in my nose Breathe in the fresh, stale hit the roads Girls ask for flicks and unblock the po' Eat the Al Greens... {"Love and Happiness"} My n***a Mase got something to say and it goes... {*Maseo scratches "Oh sh*t!"*} [Outro] {*Whispers*} Oh, ha-ha-ha oh sh**! Wait a minute... why the f** am I whispering?