DOVE:
Hello
Meany meany meany meany (Say What?)
Meany meany meany meany (Say What?)
Meany meany meany meany mean
Meany meany meany meany (Say What?)
Meany meany meany meany (Say What?)
Meany meany meany meany mean (Okay)
Hello it's the soul
Troopin' in wit the Jungle patrol
And this one's about the KO's the knockouts out there
Who's holdin' my buddy
Hold up
(wait a minute)
POS:
Now just wait
We're gonna talk about Buddy on this plate
But before we let the herd out the gate
Make sure the all the levels are straight out the jungle
(The Jungle, the Jungle, the Brothers, the Brothers)
AFRIKA:
De La Soul from the soul
Black medallions no gold
Hangin' out wit Pos hangin' out wit Mase
Buddy buddy buddy all in my face
MIKE G:
For the lap Jimbrowski must wear a cap
Just in case the young girl likes to clap
Ain't for the wind but before I begin
I initiate the buddy with a slap
Q-TIP:
Now for the next
I'm the Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest
And when I quest for the buddy I don't fess
For my jimmy wants nothin' but the best (the best)
The best (Ooh Wee!)
Let's stick out jimmy and see what we can catch
(Stick em up, stick em up jimmy)
Next won't be needed unless
(Jenny wanna get right to the flesh)
(Sweet little woman, sweet little woman)
POS:
I won't lie, I love B-U-D-D-Y (why)
Cause I never let it walk on by
When it comes to me and Jenny I seem (very serious)
Like a big friend
Buddy is the act that occurs on the lip
when Jenny and jimmy start shootin' the gift
Boy let me get shot I won't even riff
AFRIKA:
Buddy buddy don't you know you make me go nutty
I'm so glad that you're not a fuddy duddy
Not too skinny and not too chubby
Soft like silly putty
Miss Crabtree I hope that you're not mad at me
Cause I told you that it was your buddy
ThaCome onto me, it's easy for a long life
Don't be denied forever under the night
Come along
To be this free
Is what you want to
Breaking the line forever under the sun
It will be done together for each to be one
Come along
To be is easy
Taking the stars
Across the road at the end of this place
It's not far and anyone can go there
It's waste ground
There's no name on this place
But it always has and always will be there
There's no fence, no walls, no fools
Just the summer sun
And what you choose
But was it only yesterday
Tomorrow came
And handed you the tools
To burn it down
Your forgotten ground
The golden bough with a rope
Lies there for you to climb
Higher and higher
But by this rope you can hang
If you've forgotten why it was
You came there
And you burn it down
Your forgotten ground
When you are old and see this
Know this is cold
That when the sun rises
Tall shadows will hold
The ground you loved
To you is broken
Taken from you
And I carve my name
And then you wrote yours
The black smoke
Will rise up to cover the stars
Nothing said to be forever
Except for the night
That will come
When we burn you down