Vertaling: De La Soul. Ontspan.
[Pos:] Alright y'all, WE HERE NOW! (This, is, a, Supa Supa, blast blast, Supa Supa, blast blast) [Chorus: x4] Relax your mind, let your conscience be
from the dirt, I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park, Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand And still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through And touch my soul
with me Let's take a long walk around the park after dark Find a spot for us to spark, conversation, verbal elation, stimulation Share our situations, temptations, education, relaxations
Let's go, bounce, bounce, bounce Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be free You're now rollin' with them thugs from the R-O-C Sigel, Sigel in the
that you do too I'll call before I come, I won't just pop over, out the blue No, after you I'm a gentleman, I'm a satisfy your soul and then I'm a get
flaw 'Cause success didn't come 'til I cut it all off Little girl with the press and curl Age eight I got a Jheri curl Thirteen and I got a relaxer I
me I'm hot I thought for a second and then my mind went Sex all around the car, isn't it ironic? Back to reality, the soul to soul Breathin' heavily
I thought for a second and then my mind went Sex all around the car, isn't it ironic? Back to Reality, the Soul II Soul Breathin heavily but still in
'all say that I owed y'all nothin' When I fade to black just hold it up Y'all better say that I made y'all somethin' When the shells collapse and the soul relax
and blunts is all that's needed So high, so high am I Let's get P.O.D.'ded I be so high, feel high, forgive me Lord But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul
drown Thunder, let the blessings come down. L-rd You found my soul raised it up from the ground Yeah You found my soul, raised it up from the ground
Simply out of this world by choice The world's too much for the soul to enjoy I focus on the void and I fill it Hopin' the depressed ain't give in and
big wheel keeps on turning On a simple line day by day The earth spins on its axis One man struggles while another relaxes There's a hole in my soul
a whole crew and my crew is monumental and yo... You need to lo and behold these innuendos [Baatin] Its just the fine talk Mac'll come with tracks, you relaxe
' burned from the sun, In my intersection, the guard has spoken (Uh) Sword stroken, If you think you ready for a fair one, pay your token, On my soul
