Eye Patch Lyrics by De La Soul

Eye Patch Lyrics

    (thank you, thank you, and for my latest basket of cherries, here it
    Goes, baby!)
    Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
    Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
    Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
    (everything i do's gonna be fine)

    Pos:
    Channeling in sync so my would bring (what!)
    Wit dat, causin' all fat i'm responsible for ya diet
    (keep it quiet!)
    Yo i got beats. state this stitch on my national fabric
    My daughter will speak the arabic that's how i lift
    Levitate to my nation when holding up your nickels
    I pie like crumble so i don like rickles
    Like green on the pickle
    My papes are the up master of the cabbage patch

    Dove:
    Ya eyes got the latch

    Pos:
    So catch the cut, i hold the rut
    For the people's reminder when in maseo path
    I be the finder of the patch

    Dove:
    Can the cat's tongue slip, ya do the 'da dip'
    Take the horse into the jolly ranch
    Keep the hush
    The good, the bad, and uncle tom, beat it kid
    (whoaaaa....!)
    Do doo doo do do do do do
    Show the sheep cause i found the food
    When i string the man wit the eye patch
    The eye patch
    When i'm walkin' it and could ya make it go sha na na na
    (mmmmmmm)

    Pos:
    It sniffs good
    Punks show disguises when i'm standing in the wood
    I be the in 'cause the brother holdin' glocks is out
    I be the in 'cause the pusher runnin' blocks is out
    I be the in 'cause the kid smokin' weed,
    Shootin' seed which leads to a girl's stomach
    Being 'bout a half a ton is out
    Show the finger print
    And give me good grief for my lumber
    Pants will sag 'cause i'm licensed as a plumber
    Feel the plug
    (yo, something's wrong here)
    Now give a shout

    Dove: yo what's up, i'd like to give a holler to big 7 off in the
    Oakenone!
    Pos: and i bring an income in to my baby girl twyla in white plains and
    All my peoples out in delaware.
    Mase: yeah yeah yeah, and i like to give a shout out to all those
    Rappers who dissed us on records, and i wanna
    Let you know you're still wack.
    And oh yeah, i ain't mentioned no names 'cause you might f...

    (all right. i'm sorry, i didn't know you were going back to that)
    (ecoutez. ecoutez.)

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