brainwashed follower lyrics – de la soul

jeff: yo yo, hey man, ain’t you guys um, plug one? plug two?
potholes in my lawn? you’re those weird guys, de la soul, right?
dove: yeah, what’s up little man, how you feeling, i’m dove, how you
feeling.
pos: yo what’s up man, my name is pos.
mase: what’s up, i’m mase. yo, shorty, what’s your name?
jeff: oh, my name? jeff. you guys are walking? now rappers ain’t
supposed to walk.
pos: sorry little man, but you know…
jeff: jeff. i told you, my name is jeff. if you guys are rappers,
where’s your dukey gold chains? y’all don’t have no dukey gold chains.
mase: we don’t wear gold chains, we’d rather spend our money on
more important things like, equipment, necessities…
de la soul: and video games!
jeff: y’all are crazy. no chains, dag. okay, where’s your bmw?
you’re not supposed to walk. where’s your jeeps, your maximas?
dove: maximas? yo, maxin’ would break my flow. and with the cost of
gas, jeff man, i’d rather take the transit that’s m*ss.
jeff: what you say? you are c-r-a-z-e-e. crazee. don’t you know you
can’t be def if you don’t have no gold? or a car, man? what’s up?
mase: who told you that?
jeff: everybody who’s def has gold, cars, money, girls, clothes…
mase: wait a minute, wait a minute, shorty, you’re buggin’. do you like
plug tunin’ and
potholes?
jeff: yeah that song’s def.

pos: but we don’t wear no gold chains, nor do we ride bmw’s and
maxes or jeeps, yet you still think our music is def, right? wait a
minute. did i say ‘def’?
de la soul: rrrr-rrah!
jeff: what?
pos: nothing, nothing. it’s just that we don’t deal with all that
materialistic stuff, but we still got what it takes to please and
supply our listeners, understand my man?
jeff: where’s your beepers? why don’t you have beepers? everybody
wears beepers. you have to have beepers to look down.
mase: aaauughhh! little man is brainwashed indeed!
dove: nah, nah. beepers are the least of status situators, man. plus
i find them ugly as parking tickets.
jeff: you guys talk funny.
pos: well actually our verbal is kinetic, so when released flow a to
z is perfectly pitched in andvance in intricacy.
jeff: yeah you homeboys are really bugged.
pos: wait a minute. did he say…
mase: bugged?
de la soul: rrrr-rrah!
jeff: so no car, no beepers, no gold. that’s weak man, that’s weak.
dove: jesus, did he say ‘weak? ‘ jesus, they never learn.
pos: foolish mind, have i, have i.
mase: actin’ like that lady!
de la soul: that lady!
pos: peace, my brother…

/ de la soul lyrics