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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mos Def
Mos Def
Vocals
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Vocals
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Vocals
Vincent Mason
Vincent Mason
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Songwriter
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Songwriter
Vincent Mason
Vincent Mason
Songwriter
Dante Smith
Dante Smith
Songwriter
Ryuichi Sakamoto
Ryuichi Sakamoto
Songwriter
Haruomi Hosono
Haruomi Hosono
Songwriter
Yukihiro Takahashi
Yukihiro Takahashi
Songwriter
Fred Glickstein
Fred Glickstein
Songwriter
Chris Mosdell
Chris Mosdell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skeff Anselm
Skeff Anselm
Producer
Tim Latham
Tim Latham
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Centralized or way out in the sticks
[Chorus]
Now this goes out to all area cliques
Centralized or way out in the sticks
Remember to keep the De La in the mix
Just like Log Cabin syrup, our sound is game thick
Now this goes out to all area cliques
From manicured lawns to projects bricks
Remember to keep the Mos Def in the mix
Straight butter hits, drop as a good as it gets now
[Verse 1]
Now, come on y'all, get live, get down
What we have is a brand new sound
So don't none of y'all just be misled
The De La's gonna do the body good like wheat bread
[Verse 2]
Shakin' laces out of shoes, Mos Def brought the brews
Sittin' Indian squats to make that bread tie knots
See I'm out to get the coin like in them rainbow pots
Swingin life like a hammock, invested like stocks
[Verse 3]
Through your sinus complex, I aims to clog it up
Slappin' fives with pain is a crew here to gain
We remain on your mind like skulls
Not a dull moment shown
When in the house, all perimeters are blown
[Verse 4]
Native Tongue come through to make you say, "Yes, yes"
This is the mighty Mos Def, style fresh like baby breath
We are the killer combination with the size to administer
The beatdown to swell up all three of your eyes
[Chorus]
Now this goes out to all area cliques
Centralized or way out in the sticks
Remember to keep the De La in the mix
Just like Log Cabin syrup, our sound is game thick
Now this goes out to all area cliques
From manicured lawns to project bricks
Remember to keep the Native Tongue in the mix
Straight butter hits, we as good as it gets
[Chorus]
Now check it out, and ya don't stop
We got the big brother beat, ya don't stop
Check it out, and ya don't stop
We got the big brother beat, ya don't stop
[Verse 5]
I don't bug out, I chill, don't be actin' ill
No tricks in '96, Native Tongue gon' build
But we be easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
'Cause to me, MC mean, makin' C.R.E.A.M.
When I speak on groups and I'm smooth like gabardine
Tryin' to hang out with Dove and catch love in Aberdeen
I bag dimes like my man born on August 17
Life be nothing but a river, son, I'm swimmin' upstream
[Verse 6]
Playin' wait up, with the data servin' your ears
With information due to confirmation of the nation's most
Wicked ways of livin', like them glassy eyed beans
Inhale the smoke of fiends, while bangin' the tape
Rated at the high point of the mass
Rippin' MC's at the top of a class, occasionally
Rippin' some sucker's face
Or some suckable ass from a girl
It's a big brother beat for the wide, wide world
[Verse 7]
I'm makin' memos off these demos back in '89
Took you all on encounters of an unknown kind
Did the hustle with a couple of us, but soon noted
That my **** buttered Benedict rolls, and then voted
I wrote in the dark so I could feel it like Braille
Heard the big brother beat, got locked with no bail
Came to set it like equators invented, with the heat
Yo, Mos Def, how you radiate to make it complete?
[Verse 8]
Right, so when I shine the light, crabs wince
Manifestin' for the future here in the present tense
No doubt, I love the sound biggin' out off your Jeeps
Son, I want the little kids bangin' big brother beats
[Chorus]
Now this goes out to all area cliques
Centralized or way out in the sticks
Remember to keep the Native Tongues in the mix
Just like Log Cabin syrup, our sound is game thick
Now this goes out to all area cliques
From Seven-Eighteen to the Fifty-One Six
Remember to keep the De La in the mix
We straight butter hits, we straight butter hits
[Outro]
We straight butter hits, we straight butter hits
Manteca, manteca
Yo, we straight butter hits, we straight butter hits
Manteca, manteca
Yo, we straight butter hits, we straight butter hits
Manteca, manteca
Yo, we straight butter hits, we straight butter hits
Matequilla, baby
Word up
Written by: Christopher Mosdell, Dante Smith, David Jude Jolicoeur, Fred Glickstein, Haruomi Hosono, Kelvin Mercer, Ryuichi Sakamoto, Vincent Mason, Yukihiro Takahashi
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