dre3000

“I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game
To stimulate then activate the left and right brain
Said baby boy you only funky as your last cut
You focus on the past your ass’ll be a has what
That’s one to live by or either that’s one to die to
I try to just throw it at you
Determine your own adventure, Andre…
Got to her station here’s my destination
She got off the bus, the conversation lingered in my head
For hours, took a shower, kinda sour
Cause my favorite group ain’t comin with it
But I’m witcha you cause you probably goin through it
Anyway, but…
Anyhow when in doubt went on out and bought it
‘Cause I thought it would be jammin
But examine all the flawsky-wawsky, awfully
It’s sad and it’s costly,
But that’s all she wrote
And I hope I never have to float in that boat
Up shit’s creek it’s weak is the last quote
That I want to hear when I’m goin down
When all’s said and done and we got a new joe in town
When the record player get to skippin’ and slowin’ down
All ya’ll can say is them niggas earned the crown
But until then…”

It’s not often I immediately run back a song just to repeat the lyrics.

But with perfectly pronounced rhyming syllables, a flow that’d leave tire tracks if it were a car and the intellectual lyricism that makes him hip-hop’s Andy Warhol, Andre’s contribution to this Aquemini classic is flat-out fun to mimic.

Funny thing is, despite the uptempo mood of the song, I think “amusing” is the last thing they’re meant to be.

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