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THE LYRIC OF POTHOLES IN MY LAWN , DE LA SOUL'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Potholes In My Lawn, De La Soul's song

(Yosomething s wrong here. Nonot again!)
(Get the daisies for the...)

Potholes in my lawn

DOVE:
Everybody s sayin
What to do when suckin lunatics start diggin and chewin
They don t know that the Soul don t go for that
Potholes in my lawn
And that goes for my rhyme sheet
Which I concentrated so hard onsee
I don t ask for maximum security
But my dwellin is swellin
It nipped my bud when I happened to fall
Into a spot
Where no ink or an ink-blot
Was on a scroll
I just wrote me a new mot
But now it s gone
There s no
Suckers knew that I hate
To recognise that every time I m writin
It s gone

(Yodel-a-heeYodel-oh-heeYodel-a)
(Yodel-a-heeYodel-oh-heeYodel-ee-hee-hee-hee)

Potholes in my lawn

POS:
I ve found that it s not wise
To leave my garden untended
Cause eyes have now pardoned all laws of privacy
Even paws are after my writer
SeeI ve found that everyone s sayin
What to do when suckers are preyin
On my well-guarded spreadsheets
Oh whyhell does it send up fleets
Of evil-doers through the big hole
To get to evil-doers who dig holes
Which leaves my lawn with lawn-chew
I think I d better plant traces to give clues
Or better yet call 911
And when they get here I inform them I m the Plug One
Open a chair and let them realize the reason
For concern of the Soul
Cause we ve come down with a case of potholes

(Yodel-a-heeYodel-oh-heeYodel-a)
(Yodel-a-heeYodel-oh-heeYodel-ee-hee-hee-hee)

Potholes in my lawn

(Who stolewho stolewho stole the cookie
from the cookie jar?)

DOVE:
Now you got the message
What to do when you die
The death that I predict in Plug Tunin
It s a shame that you deny to claim
That you stole my words of fame
That I wrote in my rhyme sheet
Which I concentrated so hard onsee
I don t ask for a barbed wire fenceB
But my dwellin is swellin
It nipped my bud when I happened to fall
Into a spot
Where no ink or an ink-blot
Was on a scroll
I just wrote me a new mot
But now it s gone there s no
Suckers knew that I hate
To recoginse that every time I m writin
It s gone

Potholes in my lawn

(Yodel-a-heeYodel-oh-heeYodel-a)
(Yodel-a-heeYodel-oh-heeYodel-ee-hee-hee-hee)



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