Do You Want It?
Souls of Mischief"Do You Want It?" is a song by Souls of Mischief, released in 1995 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:46 long and contains 173 lines and 816 words.
Lyrics
0:00This the one
0:03This one here right here
0:04Ah do you want it
0:05Yeah
0:06Ah do you want it
0:07Yeah
0:07Ah do you want it
0:08Yeah
0:08Ah do you want it
0:09Yeah
0:10Ah do you want it
0:11Yeah
0:11If you want it
0:12Ah get upon it
0:13Alright
0:14Ah yeah
0:15My peoples if you want me cool
0:16Everybody know the T is the joint be comin' through
0:19With a mossie like Napoleon Bonaparte I'm swoll
0:22Y'all n**gas that be flowin' is all heart
0:24No soul
0:24You lack the balance
0:25You couldn't rip it in virtual reality
0:27I got a style that's dehumanizing
0:29Keeping eyes on swell
0:31The demise of your personel
0:32That's not surprisin'
0:33Yo I got live and then my verse impaled your best man
0:36Show me that a** I get in it
0:38Sorry no gimmicks
0:38'Cause with me the possibilities is limitless
0:41I'm too inventive with this English sh*t
0:43And if ya didn't list this as your favorite
0:45You simply didn't listen
0:46Closely
0:47To the rhymes I kick to my sisters and my brethren
0:49Never try to front like I'm a veteran
0:51But give respect and then receive I leave
0:53But you feel my presence
0:55'Cause the bass drum got resonance
0:56Check it out
0:58'Cause you all know me
0:59Opio Lindsey
1:00Champion M C
1:01Internationally n**gas be challenging thee
1:04Hieroglyphics Imperium we steerin' 'em heat
1:07Get get up out your seat
1:08N**ga you're weak
1:09I'd rather spit at a freak
1:11And get her under the sheets
1:12Instead of configurin speech
1:14For n**gas to leech on
1:15My crew touch the mic
1:16Souls of Mischief we be on
1:18Point sure as Casual hit the joint
1:20Makin' motherf**kers scream and shout
1:22You know we turn it out
1:23So baby girl with the light brown eyes
1:26Let me speak to you a minute and examine them thighs
1:28And get wise to the fact
1:30That I'm hip to that act
1:31Don't try to play that role
1:32Let's get real and hit the sack
1:34It ain't all like that
1:35You know we keep in contact
1:37Let me take control just relax
1:39Ah do you want it
1:40Yeah
1:40Ah do you want it
1:41Yeah
1:42Ah do you want it
1:43Yeah
1:43Ah do you want it
1:44Yeah
1:44Ah do you want it
1:45Yeah
1:45If you want it
1:47Ah get upon it
1:48Alright
1:48Ah do you want it
1:49Yeah
1:50Ah do you want it
1:50Yeah
1:51Ah do you want it
1:52Yeah
1:52Ah do you want it
1:53Yeah
1:54Ah do you want it
1:54Yeah
1:55If you want it
1:56Ah get upon it
2:00Alright
2:01I demonstrate the skills that n**gas need to flow
2:03They need to heed a bro
2:04But even so I still leave you
2:05Though
2:06You know I never understood about wack
2:08Ain't nothin' good about wack
2:09It's all sh*t that's what my n**gas call it
2:11That's all I know and f**k the rest
2:13Raps'll buck your chest
2:14Perhaps your luck is less
2:16Black you flunked the test yes
2:17And you will never pass
2:19I got them hoes sayin'
2:20'A plus
2:20You so fresh with yo clever ass'
2:22Now y'all M C's'll get ransacked
2:24See I'm the man black
2:25Stand back
2:26This is what yo plan lack
2:27The proper use of flows
2:29I can mop a crew of foes
2:30You hoes that don't do your own rhymes
2:32Got to chew the pros
2:33The buddha flows with a sack from the 4
2:35From '93 'til we chilled
2:36Now we back in the door
2:37But now it's gruesome when a crew's dumb
2:40So I gotta bruise 'em
2:41Hieroglyphics win
2:42Never lose 'em
2:43Here go Phes Rock
2:44Makin' ladies just drop
2:45Out of conrol from the soul
2:47Makin' money don't stop
2:48To the fellas never jealous celebrate the fact
2:51Souls of Mischief comin' way too fat
2:53Just sit back and envelop many
2:55You be exhilarated and exhault
2:57As I expand my palm to baby in the camasol
3:00Not at all was I shocked she was enthralled
3:02By my performance
3:02I leave 'em in awe without warnin
3:05So try to ascertain your a** and brain as I reign
3:07Breakin' backs and necks over tracks for checks
3:10Leavin' n**gas heartless
3:11Discarded
3:12By the genuine artist strechin' to the farthest
3:15Reach in your imagination
3:16N**gas catchin' a blur
3:18I'm like the Mahatma rhymes come together like clockwork
3:21Perfect is the only way to word it
3:23Energy exerted
3:24It's Souls of Mischief on your circuit
3:25Check it out
3:26Ah do you want it
3:28Yeah
3:28Ah do you want it
3:29Yeah
3:30Ah do you want it
3:30Yeah
3:31Ah do you want it
3:32Yeah
3:32Ah do you want it
3:33Yeah
3:34If you want it
3:35Ah get upon it
3:36Ah do you want it
3:37Yeah
3:38Ah do you want it
3:38Yeah
3:39Ah do you want it
3:40Yeah
3:40Ah do you want it
3:41Yeah
3:41Ah do you want it
3:42Yeah
3:43Ah do you want it
3:44Yeah
3:44If you want it
3:45Ah get upon it
3:46Alright
This the one This one here right here Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah If you want it Ah get upon it Alright Ah yeah My peoples if you want me cool Everybody know the T is the joint be comin' through With a mossie like Napoleon Bonaparte I'm swoll Y'all n**gas that be flowin' is all heart No soul You lack the balance You couldn't rip it in virtual reality I got a style that's dehumanizing Keeping eyes on swell The demise of your personel That's not surprisin' Yo I got live and then my verse impaled your best man Show me that a** I get in it Sorry no gimmicks 'Cause with me the possibilities is limitless I'm too inventive with this English sh*t And if ya didn't list this as your favorite You simply didn't listen Closely To the rhymes I kick to my sisters and my brethren Never try to front like I'm a veteran But give respect and then receive I leave But you feel my presence 'Cause the bass drum got resonance Check it out 'Cause you all know me Opio Lindsey Champion M C Internationally n**gas be challenging thee Hieroglyphics Imperium we steerin' 'em heat Get get up out your seat N**ga you're weak I'd rather spit at a freak And get her under the sheets Instead of configurin speech For n**gas to leech on My crew touch the mic Souls of Mischief we be on Point sure as Casual hit the joint Makin' motherf**kers scream and shout You know we turn it out So baby girl with the light brown eyes Let me speak to you a minute and examine them thighs And get wise to the fact That I'm hip to that act Don't try to play that role Let's get real and hit the sack It ain't all like that You know we keep in contact Let me take control just relax Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah If you want it Ah get upon it Alright Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah If you want it Ah get upon it Alright I demonstrate the skills that n**gas need to flow They need to heed a bro But even so I still leave you Though You know I never understood about wack Ain't nothin' good about wack It's all sh*t that's what my n**gas call it That's all I know and f**k the rest Raps'll buck your chest Perhaps your luck is less Black you flunked the test yes And you will never pass I got them hoes sayin' 'A plus You so fresh with yo clever ass' Now y'all M C's'll get ransacked See I'm the man black Stand back This is what yo plan lack The proper use of flows I can mop a crew of foes You hoes that don't do your own rhymes Got to chew the pros The buddha flows with a sack from the 4 From '93 'til we chilled Now we back in the door But now it's gruesome when a crew's dumb So I gotta bruise 'em Hieroglyphics win Never lose 'em Here go Phes Rock Makin' ladies just drop Out of conrol from the soul Makin' money don't stop To the fellas never jealous celebrate the fact Souls of Mischief comin' way too fat Just sit back and envelop many You be exhilarated and exhault As I expand my palm to baby in the camasol Not at all was I shocked she was enthralled By my performance I leave 'em in awe without warnin So try to ascertain your a** and brain as I reign Breakin' backs and necks over tracks for checks Leavin' n**gas heartless Discarded By the genuine artist strechin' to the farthest Reach in your imagination N**gas catchin' a blur I'm like the Mahatma rhymes come together like clockwork Perfect is the only way to word it Energy exerted It's Souls of Mischief on your circuit Check it out Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah If you want it Ah get upon it Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah Ah do you want it Yeah If you want it Ah get upon it Alright
Translation
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