Sweet Dreams (Clean Version)
[Verse 1: Trugoy the Dove]
We're at Joe's apartment, leave your charts bent off of hits
And catch mad love with the mitts
Scream on fire like grits, and make sure to shine spits
Do away with all ignorants
Look out for the roaches in the pits, Mr. Burn beware, yeah
[Verse 2: Maseo]
I be the Mr. Bern like the Bernstein Bears
Keep it Sloppy like Joe, 'cause Joe don't care
But as long as I maintain savoir faire
And the bums on the street chump change I spare
Keep it slick like James Brown hair, do (Ha)
Keep it raw like the Z Ave crew, true (Ha)
The temperature's high up, or H-D
If the last thing's a booger you can count on me
I'm a give a cockroaches, Mos Definitely
[Verse 3: Posdonus]
Now the apartment is getting kinda hot up in here
I guess a De La Soul jam's been placed in your ear
Added sugar to the thoughts of the inner-city circle
Who might have to hurt you on a night that's late
When you're in the wrong town picking up your date
I guess your date wasn't set on having you for a mate
No, no
[Chorus: Dove]
Sweet dreams are made of these (Are made of these)
Who am I, to disagree? (Disagree)
I travelled the world and the seven seas (The seven seas)
But everybody said it's gotta be funky
[Verse 4: Posdonus]
We be the Suns while people rotate around the fun
(It's Plug One) One never played no guns
I specialise in never putting wool over the eyes
This is the tower of stain, I wouldn't be surprised
If you didn't apply it to the ordinary skin
I'm a MC in love with the way-back-when
Match pens to pad, I be Ayamo's dad
Doing laundry to clean up on reality's fad
[Verse 5: Dove]
Now we in a sticky situation but we make it funky (Yep)
And bring it back to the days of watching Punky (Yeah)
Brewster, used ta, be in L.I. flats
With the bricks, jibbin' this and that, upon tracks
[Verse 6: Maseo]
We came to think it's not the blankets, but the towel
Shed love with the verb and the vowel
Move grooves like a bowel, De La representer
See funky is the way we keep it settin' in your dreams like that (Yeah)
[Chorus: Dove]
Sweet dreams are made of these (Are made of these)
Who am I, to disagree? (Disagree)
I travelled the world and the seven seas (The seven seas)
But everybody said it's gotta be funky
Sweet dreams are made of these (Are made of these)
Who am I, to disagree? (To disagree)
I travelled the world and the seven seas (The seven seas)
But everybody said it's gotta be funky
[Outro: Dove]
Yeah, yeah, gonna keep it real Joe's Apartments in your area, yeah
Gonna move it like this, everybody just funk in your area
Pos One's in your area, Maseo's in your area
Too much Plug, Two much Plug
Plug Two's in your area
De La is in the area
Attic entertainment
Peace