De La Soul

Nosed Up
And in from the door steps of dumbass steps the fool's gold Too square to stand for anything, somebody give that man a chair No matter where you are to sit, the opposit attract law don't fit Repel even the docile, always showing your nostrils, got them hostile The weight so uppity, til someone barks on ya You get puppy feet Quite a laugh, cause you don't know half, but act like you own the whole [?] And everyone allegedly under you, begging just to [?] from your fountain of fresh Hashtag Fuck outta here, they rather stay clear Roll up the papers and pass While you turn your nose from the smell Like Stanley on fridays Saying we should stay off the grass As if the lines you sniff is more healthy Delusions of prestige, it's not where the health be B, you need to get it together But nah, here comes you, part Frank [?], part Mr. [?] Stay stepping into trouble Oh so [?] when you're repping for your bubble But bubbles can get popped, exposed to reality Watch the [?] drop There's not enough salary to cover the check 'Fore you're behind on cash People can see you coming like 9/11 ash Letras de cancionesToxic til your last days And with your shady maneuvers No one will include you (?) [Interlude] We hold your royal highness sightless. It's 800 miles of runnign cause your nose needs puffin' Got the nose dive reporting for duty on a good ship handkerchief, all aboard. And that goes for you too nostril dallas He who knows nose from the from the (?) to the (?) he defines snooty. Somebody asked me the other day is the brother a brother. This Kleenex wipe, yeah I see that Like you got one eye on top of your third A star is born but whose claimin' that birthright At first sight you the well dressed (?) Acclimated to the scent of your own tail, the bullshit The same bull raise when teh buck stops You be walkin' on clouds but that's a smoke machine See your dineros can't buy bliss, get high flex Turn until you flippin' the bird And have your man under your wing You build your nest egg but you was spoiled rotten Forgotten you can get robbed of your fame Peak out like pelicans You relishin' the fact that you stand feet from starter You bargin astonishin' antiques in this modern way of livin' So tight and not a half size forgivin', you takin' a piss You got a (?) and duplex Them two Tec and our God won't protect ya Can't stay in them white gloves for too long Mr. Handy man Canaries don't chirp in your candy land Yeah the motherfuckin' pigeons are us And then you strove through the valley of (?). They come through, simple to you, stranger to his own father. Sell them down and get down Cause his number stays up like yours son. We talkin' up there like a satellite Spacious, past, lupus, unfamiliar, was that it dog? You smell more like pig to me La-la-la-la-la Do-do-do-do Be careful with your nose bro La-la-la-la-la Do-do-do-do Be careful with your nose bro La-la-la-la-la Do-do-do-do Be careful with your nose bro La-la-la-la-la Do-do-do-do Be careful with your nose bro From Letras Mania