Area Lyrics
| Song | Area |
| Artist | De La Soul |
| Album | Buhloone Mindstate |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (i can just remember the number...) | |
| Dove：just another area | |
| Pos：for me to patrol | |
| Dove：just another area | |
| Pos: that shows i got soul | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: for me to patrol | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: that shows i got soul | |
| I got soul you see, i'm swimming in the de la | |
| I'm in my hood man, my manhood worries ya | |
| I'm known for sampling of soul food | |
| Off the old school plates | |
| When i met up with my niggas from the 718 | |
| One the jungle bro, the other questers from queens | |
| Yet i had the matrix of the 516 in my jeans | |
| Still i sided with my funk to bring my second on call | |
| For me and the sheep, our mission's on the beach of 804 | |
| (you're runnin' on an empty tank) | |
| But still get paid in full | |
| (and get the girls) | |
| Man, i'm packing gravitational pull | |
| Bring the instamatic avalanche, my code intervenes | |
| I'm out to scout the areas that remains to be seen | |
| (what?) | |
| Dove: | |
| Well, many many digits had me seeking in my wizard | |
| Man, who's ringing up my area (ooh) oh! | |
| I used to shoe it to the bridge but that's gone | |
| Like the 718's out of vietnam | |
| Sniffin' skypagers had me drugged | |
| (man i knew a psycho) | |
| 703's on my love bug | |
| I made mates with the brothers up in 215 | |
| Crazy buddhas in my mind | |
| My chattanooga champ had me late for the camp | |
| And my 202 keeps me marvellous | |
| I guess mars was my hideaway | |
| But if the stars for a getaway... | |
| Pos: | |
| Since i'm capable i conjure up a walk in this way | |
| I slip a syllable for aspen and a chester souffle | |
| I be the 919 seeker, 'cause ain't off logic | |
| So when i'm with my crew i always have a place to sit | |
| Due to this, a brother tries to play me | |
| (yeah, like one in 514) | |
| Yo, some kid tried to flip on me | |
| They instigated a brawl | |
| (so we set our knuckles on stun and made them all fall) | |
| Then i just laughed | |
| (ha ha ha ha ha ha) | |
| (we whooped that ass) | |
| And put the feelings aside, i know who i am | |
| I cast the grain by the pound | |
| I make sounds with the horn | |
| When i colour the corn, caught the fit | |
| And sit the two when honey slung the tip | |
| Dove: | |
| Well i'm taking my finds to the 301's | |
| And im playing my flute in the rear kibbut | |
| My man from the 908's, he don't like it like that | |
| So i pipes till the sunshine hikes | |
| A kettle of our master plan makes a malibu idol | |
| (god forgive me) well, it's a hook | |
| The third to the 0 to the 5 had top feel the vibe | |
| When the 516 played convicts | |
| Mase: | |
| The man maseo is here to put the habit along | |
| And what you have, i'm 'bout to speak about your area code | |
| Is it 918? (no) | |
| Is it 212? (no) | |
| Speakin' on 404? (hell no) | |
| What about 516? (i dunno) | |
| What is it? (not tellin' ya) | |
| What is it? (not tellin' ya) | |
| What is it? (not tellin' ya) | |
| What is it? (not tellin' ya) | |
| (huh? what?) | |
| Pos: | |
| Just another area for me to patrol | |
| I got status 'cause i'm baddest with the paint | |
| Giving upside down frowns to london wood 703 | |
| Her moms didn't like it, i had to let be | |
| For the fact i lays bricks | |
| 'cause my semen ends with the letter t | |
| My seed is hard to submerge | |
| I play the tack in the wall if my rear's not watched | |
| 'cause some knuckle might just head for the urge | |
| But i got prince paul in the area | |
| (oh, it's like that now) | |
| I got hot dog in the area | |
| (heh heh heh) | |
| I got the violators in the area | |
| (aaah) | |
| I's got the violators in the area | |
| (aaah) | |
| It don't matter where you hide, i clear up the fall | |
| Cop the fuck outta here, you fake-ass fraud | |
| Clear my area | |
| (i'm going home now, i have been up all night.) | |
| (i been up all night, it's still friday to me.) | |
| (come on now. hey, ellory, i'm going home!) | |
| (bob to the bob, d-dang, d-dang diggy-diggy) |
| i can just remember the number... | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: for me to patrol | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: that shows i got soul | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: for me to patrol | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: that shows i got soul | |
| I got soul you see, i' m swimming in the de la | |
| I' m in my hood man, my manhood worries ya | |
| I' m known for sampling of soul food | |
| Off the old school plates | |
| When i met up with my niggas from the 718 | |
| One the jungle bro, the other questers from queens | |
| Yet i had the matrix of the 516 in my jeans | |
| Still i sided with my funk to bring my second on call | |
| For me and the sheep, our mission' s on the beach of 804 | |
| you' re runnin' on an empty tank | |
| But still get paid in full | |
| and get the girls | |
| Man, i' m packing gravitational pull | |
| Bring the instamatic avalanche, my code intervenes | |
| I' m out to scout the areas that remains to be seen | |
| what? | |
| Dove: | |
| Well, many many digits had me seeking in my wizard | |
| Man, who' s ringing up my area ooh oh! | |
| I used to shoe it to the bridge but that' s gone | |
| Like the 718' s out of vietnam | |
| Sniffin' skypagers had me drugged | |
| man i knew a psycho | |
| 703' s on my love bug | |
| I made mates with the brothers up in 215 | |
| Crazy buddhas in my mind | |
| My chattanooga champ had me late for the camp | |
| And my 202 keeps me marvellous | |
| I guess mars was my hideaway | |
| But if the stars for a getaway... | |
| Pos: | |
| Since i' m capable i conjure up a walk in this way | |
| I slip a syllable for aspen and a chester souffle | |
| I be the 919 seeker, ' cause ain' t off logic | |
| So when i' m with my crew i always have a place to sit | |
| Due to this, a brother tries to play me | |
| yeah, like one in 514 | |
| Yo, some kid tried to flip on me | |
| They instigated a brawl | |
| so we set our knuckles on stun and made them all fall | |
| Then i just laughed | |
| ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
| we whooped that ass | |
| And put the feelings aside, i know who i am | |
| I cast the grain by the pound | |
| I make sounds with the horn | |
| When i colour the corn, caught the fit | |
| And sit the two when honey slung the tip | |
| Dove: | |
| Well i' m taking my finds to the 301' s | |
| And im playing my flute in the rear kibbut | |
| My man from the 908' s, he don' t like it like that | |
| So i pipes till the sunshine hikes | |
| A kettle of our master plan makes a malibu idol | |
| god forgive me well, it' s a hook | |
| The third to the 0 to the 5 had top feel the vibe | |
| When the 516 played convicts | |
| Mase: | |
| The man maseo is here to put the habit along | |
| And what you have, i' m ' bout to speak about your area code | |
| Is it 918? no | |
| Is it 212? no | |
| Speakin' on 404? hell no | |
| What about 516? i dunno | |
| What is it? not tellin' ya | |
| What is it? not tellin' ya | |
| What is it? not tellin' ya | |
| What is it? not tellin' ya | |
| huh? what? | |
| Pos: | |
| Just another area for me to patrol | |
| I got status ' cause i' m baddest with the paint | |
| Giving upside down frowns to london wood 703 | |
| Her moms didn' t like it, i had to let be | |
| For the fact i lays bricks | |
| ' cause my semen ends with the letter t | |
| My seed is hard to submerge | |
| I play the tack in the wall if my rear' s not watched | |
| ' cause some knuckle might just head for the urge | |
| But i got prince paul in the area | |
| oh, it' s like that now | |
| I got hot dog in the area | |
| heh heh heh | |
| I got the violators in the area | |
| aaah | |
| I' s got the violators in the area | |
| aaah | |
| It don' t matter where you hide, i clear up the fall | |
| Cop the fuck outta here, you fakeass fraud | |
| Clear my area | |
| i' m going home now, i have been up all night. | |
| i been up all night, it' s still friday to me. | |
| come on now. hey, ellory, i' m going home! | |
| bob to the bob, ddang, ddang diggydiggy |
| i can just remember the number... | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: for me to patrol | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: that shows i got soul | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: for me to patrol | |
| Dove: just another area | |
| Pos: that shows i got soul | |
| I got soul you see, i' m swimming in the de la | |
| I' m in my hood man, my manhood worries ya | |
| I' m known for sampling of soul food | |
| Off the old school plates | |
| When i met up with my niggas from the 718 | |
| One the jungle bro, the other questers from queens | |
| Yet i had the matrix of the 516 in my jeans | |
| Still i sided with my funk to bring my second on call | |
| For me and the sheep, our mission' s on the beach of 804 | |
| you' re runnin' on an empty tank | |
| But still get paid in full | |
| and get the girls | |
| Man, i' m packing gravitational pull | |
| Bring the instamatic avalanche, my code intervenes | |
| I' m out to scout the areas that remains to be seen | |
| what? | |
| Dove: | |
| Well, many many digits had me seeking in my wizard | |
| Man, who' s ringing up my area ooh oh! | |
| I used to shoe it to the bridge but that' s gone | |
| Like the 718' s out of vietnam | |
| Sniffin' skypagers had me drugged | |
| man i knew a psycho | |
| 703' s on my love bug | |
| I made mates with the brothers up in 215 | |
| Crazy buddhas in my mind | |
| My chattanooga champ had me late for the camp | |
| And my 202 keeps me marvellous | |
| I guess mars was my hideaway | |
| But if the stars for a getaway... | |
| Pos: | |
| Since i' m capable i conjure up a walk in this way | |
| I slip a syllable for aspen and a chester souffle | |
| I be the 919 seeker, ' cause ain' t off logic | |
| So when i' m with my crew i always have a place to sit | |
| Due to this, a brother tries to play me | |
| yeah, like one in 514 | |
| Yo, some kid tried to flip on me | |
| They instigated a brawl | |
| so we set our knuckles on stun and made them all fall | |
| Then i just laughed | |
| ha ha ha ha ha ha | |
| we whooped that ass | |
| And put the feelings aside, i know who i am | |
| I cast the grain by the pound | |
| I make sounds with the horn | |
| When i colour the corn, caught the fit | |
| And sit the two when honey slung the tip | |
| Dove: | |
| Well i' m taking my finds to the 301' s | |
| And im playing my flute in the rear kibbut | |
| My man from the 908' s, he don' t like it like that | |
| So i pipes till the sunshine hikes | |
| A kettle of our master plan makes a malibu idol | |
| god forgive me well, it' s a hook | |
| The third to the 0 to the 5 had top feel the vibe | |
| When the 516 played convicts | |
| Mase: | |
| The man maseo is here to put the habit along | |
| And what you have, i' m ' bout to speak about your area code | |
| Is it 918? no | |
| Is it 212? no | |
| Speakin' on 404? hell no | |
| What about 516? i dunno | |
| What is it? not tellin' ya | |
| What is it? not tellin' ya | |
| What is it? not tellin' ya | |
| What is it? not tellin' ya | |
| huh? what? | |
| Pos: | |
| Just another area for me to patrol | |
| I got status ' cause i' m baddest with the paint | |
| Giving upside down frowns to london wood 703 | |
| Her moms didn' t like it, i had to let be | |
| For the fact i lays bricks | |
| ' cause my semen ends with the letter t | |
| My seed is hard to submerge | |
| I play the tack in the wall if my rear' s not watched | |
| ' cause some knuckle might just head for the urge | |
| But i got prince paul in the area | |
| oh, it' s like that now | |
| I got hot dog in the area | |
| heh heh heh | |
| I got the violators in the area | |
| aaah | |
| I' s got the violators in the area | |
| aaah | |
| It don' t matter where you hide, i clear up the fall | |
| Cop the fuck outta here, you fakeass fraud | |
| Clear my area | |
| i' m going home now, i have been up all night. | |
| i been up all night, it' s still friday to me. | |
| come on now. hey, ellory, i' m going home! | |
| bob to the bob, ddang, ddang diggydiggy |
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