De La Soul - My Brother's a Basehead

De La Soul - My Brother's a BaseheadPOS:This song does not contain explicit lyrics, but what it does containis an udesired element. This element is known as the basehead, thelowest of lowest of all elements that exist. And the sad thing is,this particular element... is me brudda!Brother, brother oh brother of mineWe used to be down as partners in crimeFrom our parents our name was forgedI was the Beaver, you Curious GeorgeWanted to dispose of this and thatBut curiosity had killed the catAt this age no wonder it was readBut this was the fate that you were fedThroughout high school our minds we'd wasteHigh off all the cheeba that we could tasteSoon you had converted to nasal sportsEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snortTold me that you needed a stronger fixStepped to the crack scene in '86Unlike the other drugs where you had controlThis substance had engulfed your body and soulNow from me you lost all respectSaid yo need to put that shit in checkWanted me to believe that you had triedBut your mind and the craving had coincidedSaid there was a voice inside you that talkedWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walkNow the brother who could handle any drugHad just found the one that could pull his PlugDOVE:"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots""Gonna make you scream and loop three loops""Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay"Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vialGuess what? Time to collect, correctDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time"Don't cry the blues 'cause I got bad news""Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?"No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!(Slam the child on the hard concrete)POS:Brother, brother, stupid brother of mineStarted getting high at the age of nineNow at twenty-one you're lower than lowNowhere to turn, nowhere to goMy dividends and wares started to disappearWhere it ended up, I had an ideaBarking you with the quickness, reversed intentInstead went to Pop and gave him the printNow Pop grew tired of being a mouseFinally told you to get the hell outta the houseFrom there a mother figure came into playClaimed for you she saw a better dayNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirthThought the only chance was to go to churchQuitting this stuff you had tried beforeThis time you claimed you'd really scoreSomething I had to see to believePut on my suit and to church I weavedPOS:Bullshit, didn't believe a lickTo this fool fell off, well that would stickSoon you reach your front of calmWalked round by rehearsing psalmsThen you smiled with the funky frownWhat do you know, the voice is back in townMom would say it would soon go awayYou and I knew it was here to stayBut the man helped you when you helped yourselfThat meant going to rehab for your healthFinally it went and blew your corkHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New YorkAnd when my friends see me and come and ask"Yo, where's your brother at?"I'll be the first to splash"Yo, he's a basehead"

Channel: Music
Uploaded: November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am
Author: Kibathakat

Length: 04:21
Rating: 5.00
Views: 1187

Tags: Basehead  Brother's  De  hip-hop  La  My  Soul  

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