The Magic Number
(专辑: 3 Feet High And Rising - 1989)
(Got to have soul!) [POS:] 3
That's the
Magic Number Yes it is It's the
magic number Somewhere in this hip-hop soul community Was born 3
Mase, Dove and me And that's the
magic number (What does it all mean?) Difficult preaching is Posdnuos' pleasure Pleasure and preaching starts in the
heart Something that stimulates the
music in my measure Measure in my music, raised in three parts Casually see but don't do like the
Soul 'Cause seeing and doing are actions for monkeys Doing hip hop hustle, no rock and roll Unless your name's Brewster, 'cause Brewster's a
Punky Parents let go 'cause there's magic in the
air Criticising rap shows you're out of order Stop look and listen to the
phrasing Fred Astaires And don't get offended while Mase do-se-do's your daughter A
tri-camera rolls since our music's now set Fly rhymes are stored on a
D.A.I.S.Y. production It stands for "Da Inner Sound Y'all" and y'all can bet That the
action's not a
trick, but showing the
function Everybody wants to be a
deejay Everybody wants to be an emcee But being speakers are the
best And you don't have to guess De La Soul posse consists of three And that's the
magic number [DOVE:] This here piece of the
pie Is not dessert but the
course that we dine And three out of every darn time The
effect is "Mmmm" when a
daisy grows in your mind Showing true position, this here piece is Kissing the
part of the
pie that's missing When that negative number fills up the
casualty Maybe you can subtract it You can call it your lucky partner Maybe you can call it your adjective But odd as it may be Without my 1
and 2
where would there be My 3
Mase Pos and Me And that's the
Magic Number Focus is formed by flaunts to the
soul Souls who flaunt styles gain praises by pounds Common are speakers who are never scrolls Scrolls written daily creates a
new sound Listeners listen 'cause this here is wisdom Wisdom of a
Speaker, a
Dove and a
Plug Set aside a
legal substance to feed 'em For now get 'em high off this dialect drug Time is a
factor so it's time to count Count not the
negative actions of one Speakers of soul say it's time to shout Three forms the
soul to a
positive sum Dance to this fix and flex every muscle Space can be filled if you rise like my lumber Advance to the
tune but don't do the
hustle Shake, rattle, roll to my Magic Number Now you may try to subtract it But it just won't go away Three times one? (What is it?) (One, two, three!) And that's the
Magic Number (Yo, what's up?) (1, 2, 3) (I say, children, what does it all mean?) (Woah-woah-wo, 1, 2, 3) (I wouldn't lie to you) (No more no less, that's the
magic number) (No more no less) (What it is?) (No more no less) (Is this the
future?) (No more no less) (Do the
shang-a-lang) (No more no less) (No one on the
subway ever chats to me) (No more no less) (Anybody in the
audience ever get hit by a
car?) (No more no less) (How high's the
water, mama?) (No more no less) (How high's the
water, mama?) (No more no less) (Three feet high and rising) (No more no less) (Three) (That's the
magic number)