| Song | It's Like That |
| Artist | De La Soul |
| Artist | Carl Thomas |
| Album | The Grind Date |
| [Dave] It's like, | |
| New York without a | |
| New York yanks | |
| Better yet, | |
| New York without the | |
| New York franks | |
| It's like hot summers without no | |
| A.C Or never hitting numbers when you go to | |
| A.C It's like six years of your life, go ask | |
| Rob I'm like "Yo how is it?" he like "It's like hard" | |
| Trying for that queen but you nothing but a man | |
| You wanna keep it clean but you can't | |
| Why it gotta be, like, that | |
| And what the life, see life is like a | |
| J shot Shooters son, they got | |
| One point one second, you half court | |
| I'm feeling the adrenaline like you half court | |
| Like pink slips and dipping these ink tips to paper | |
| Imagine if we fuck around and lose | |
| Hip-hop Imagine if it didn't exist | |
| Imagine nothing shining your wrist | |
| See, imagining to you is a risk | |
| But think about it, like no chrome rims | |
| And tims would be construction boots (ill) | |
| We probably wouldn't even substitute (ill) | |
| For words we use defining our likes | |
| I'm coal mining these mics | |
| To keep that gold nugget like | |
| Dave Megget | |
| Giant like a motherfucker, like | |
| Dave said it | |
| But ya ain't listening, ya paper gon' stack | |
| Why it gotta be like that? | |
| That, dadadat, dadat, dadat, dadat, dadat, dadat, dadat, dat | |
| Dat, dadadat, dadat, dat, dadadat, dadadat, dat, dat, dadat, dadat [Chorus: Carl Thomas] | |
| Just running, running, fast as | |
| I can I'm trying to be a person but | |
| I gotta be the man | |
| If I, can't stand the life that | |
| I'm in I gotta keep running ‘cause | |
| I'm still gon' win | |
| Yes I got to go on (it's like that, it's like that) | |
| Yes I got to go on (it's like that, it's like that) [Posdonus] | |
| It's like, | |
| Slick Rick without the eye patch | |
| More like, saying slick shit you won't catch | |
| It's like bed time without your | |
| PJ's Or no fed timing in out the | |
| PJ's It's like, one minute you got it, then you broke | |
| Like what | |
| I do with it? | |
| I copped a few with it | |
| Looking like a problem, but you won't get it solved | |
| You working but you won't get the job | |
| It's like, who would of thought (thought) | |
| It you would of bought (bought) | |
| Into my religion you'd be more like | |
| God But you were steady swimming so you more like cod | |
| See these fools is fish scale, converting to ish male | |
| See I see it like, | |
| A alike, B alike | |
| I was taught, if you play alike, be alike | |
| How they don't see it for one to go pop | |
| And this is how you treat | |
| Hip-hop? Imagine if you didn't have that phantom chrome sitting on a curb nigga | |
| The word nigga wouldn't be a bit disturbing nigga | |
| See them roots are like begging for the rain | |
| You entering my kingdom just a begging for the reign | |
| Putting shit stain to paper | |
| Ink pain feeling like fifty-five licks on a slave niggaz back | |
| And not a one of y'all stopping to hate | |
| But why it gotta be like that? | |
| That, dadadat, dadat, dat, dat, dadat, dat, dadadat, dat, dat | |
| Dadadat, dadat, dadadat, dat, dat, dat, dat, dat, dadat, dadat, dat [Chorus] x2 |
| Dave It' s like, | |
| New York without a | |
| New York yanks | |
| Better yet, | |
| New York without the | |
| New York franks | |
| It' s like hot summers without no | |
| A. C Or never hitting numbers when you go to | |
| A. C It' s like six years of your life, go ask | |
| Rob I' m like " Yo how is it?" he like " It' s like hard" | |
| Trying for that queen but you nothing but a man | |
| You wanna keep it clean but you can' t | |
| Why it gotta be, like, that | |
| And what the life, see life is like a | |
| J shot Shooters son, they got | |
| One point one second, you half court | |
| I' m feeling the adrenaline like you half court | |
| Like pink slips and dipping these ink tips to paper | |
| Imagine if we fuck around and lose | |
| Hiphop Imagine if it didn' t exist | |
| Imagine nothing shining your wrist | |
| See, imagining to you is a risk | |
| But think about it, like no chrome rims | |
| And tims would be construction boots ill | |
| We probably wouldn' t even substitute ill | |
| For words we use defining our likes | |
| I' m coal mining these mics | |
| To keep that gold nugget like | |
| Dave Megget | |
| Giant like a motherfucker, like | |
| Dave said it | |
| But ya ain' t listening, ya paper gon' stack | |
| Why it gotta be like that? | |
| That, dadadat, dadat, dadat, dadat, dadat, dadat, dadat, dat | |
| Dat, dadadat, dadat, dat, dadadat, dadadat, dat, dat, dadat, dadat Chorus: Carl Thomas | |
| Just running, running, fast as | |
| I can I' m trying to be a person but | |
| I gotta be the man | |
| If I, can' t stand the life that | |
| I' m in I gotta keep running ' cause | |
| I' m still gon' win | |
| Yes I got to go on it' s like that, it' s like that | |
| Yes I got to go on it' s like that, it' s like that Posdonus | |
| It' s like, | |
| Slick Rick without the eye patch | |
| More like, saying slick shit you won' t catch | |
| It' s like bed time without your | |
| PJ' s Or no fed timing in out the | |
| PJ' s It' s like, one minute you got it, then you broke | |
| Like what | |
| I do with it? | |
| I copped a few with it | |
| Looking like a problem, but you won' t get it solved | |
| You working but you won' t get the job | |
| It' s like, who would of thought thought | |
| It you would of bought bought | |
| Into my religion you' d be more like | |
| God But you were steady swimming so you more like cod | |
| See these fools is fish scale, converting to ish male | |
| See I see it like, | |
| A alike, B alike | |
| I was taught, if you play alike, be alike | |
| How they don' t see it for one to go pop | |
| And this is how you treat | |
| Hiphop? Imagine if you didn' t have that phantom chrome sitting on a curb nigga | |
| The word nigga wouldn' t be a bit disturbing nigga | |
| See them roots are like begging for the rain | |
| You entering my kingdom just a begging for the reign | |
| Putting shit stain to paper | |
| Ink pain feeling like fiftyfive licks on a slave niggaz back | |
| And not a one of y' all stopping to hate | |
| But why it gotta be like that? | |
| That, dadadat, dadat, dat, dat, dadat, dat, dadadat, dat, dat | |
| Dadadat, dadat, dadadat, dat, dat, dat, dat, dat, dadat, dadat, dat Chorus x2 |