Pharcyde Bullshit
You gotta get up off of that bullshit... stop fighting that feeling (x4) (Imani) Let me entertain you And interphaze you with the new sound the sound is the "cyde" and the PHAR is the "CYDE" And no matter who you are, you know you can't HYDE! not from the eyes of the sun nor the moon nor the stars! no matter who you are! So come in and commence to the sound of my drummin' You gotta get up off of that bullshit.... stop fighting the feeling (x4) (Slim Kid 3) Time to go all the way with it Dont just sit there and stare or play with it cause we commited to the seeds of new breeds the Motha Ship of dreams where fiendz breast feed step thru reality into reality so surreal you feel you never knew reality until it stood still now your far from a lie when the truth tantalizes ya eyes see we z already in the skies or outer space standing here on the face of this earth to the state to the grid of my turf where my mom gave birth to all the she loves be it small to others but yo it's bigger then love they did a cross examination of it but you can't duplicate the state of our own relations thru translations that's not the ticket breaking code in hieroglyphics You gotta get up off of that bullshit.... stop fighting the feeling (Bootie Brown) Yo! When money talks fools are always checkin' depositing their two cents Foolishly convinced blinded by their ignorance that becomes a hindrance for them to rise When you going to recognize, time waits for no man when you gonna stand and.... Get up offa that bullshit.... stop fighting the feeling (Suave) Yo, Yo, now let me change the topic just a bit talk about the lahp's with the fat ass and tits Comin' to the club looking for a star ain't got ten dollars for a drink at the bar scoping around looking for the best dressed smelling for the indo passing up the stress sniff sniff yo what does the lahp smell a brotha like Suave with pockets that swell action was thrown the lahp was blown next thing you know I had her at my home all alone object to get paid the only thing happened her ass got laid Now no end and her ass is sprung Used a little tongue but believe I'm well hung So listen, a lesson well learned for you club hopping ho's It ain't about the stardom, it ain't about the dough. So... You gotta get on up off of that bullshit (x6) Stop fighting the feeling
