De La Soul - Eye Patch Lyrics

Thank you, thank you
And for my latest basket of cheers, here it goes, baby

Mess up my mind, mess up my mind
Mess up my mind with the eye patch
Mess up my mind, mess up my mind
Mess up my mind with the eye patch
Mess up my mind, mess up my mind
Mess up my mind with the eye patch (Everything I do's gon' be fine)

Channeling in sync so my would bring (what?)
With that causin' all fat
I'm responsible for ya diet (keep it quiet)
Yo, I got beats, state this stitch on my national fabric
My daughter will speak the Arabic, that's how I live
Levitate to my nation when holding up your nickels
I pie like crumble so I don like Rickles
Like green on the pickle
My papes are the up master of the cabbage patch
Ya eyes got the latch
So catch the cut, I hold the rut
For my people's reminder when in Maseo Path
I be the finder of the patch

Can the cat's tongue slip, ya do the 'da dip'
Take the horse into the jolly ranch
Keep the hush
The good, the bad, and Uncle Tom, beat it, kid (whoa)
Do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do
Show the sheep 'cause I found the food
When I string the man with the eye patch, the eye patch
When I'm walkin' it and could ya make it go sha-na-na-na? (Mmh)

It sniffs good
Punks show disguises while I'm standing in the wood
I be the in 'cause the brother holdin' Glocks is out
I be the in 'cause the pusher runnin' blocks is out
I be the in 'cause the kid smokin' weed
Shootin' seed which leads to a girl's stomach
Being 'bout a half a ton is out
Show the finger print and give me good grief for my lumber
Pants will sag 'cause I'm licensed as a plumber
Feel the Plug (yo, something's wrong here?)
Now give a shout

What's up? I'd like to give a holla to Big 47 off in the Oakenone
And I bring an income in to my baby girl Twyla in White Plains
And all my peoples out in Delaware
Yeah, yeah, yeah and I like to give a shout out to all those rappers
Who dissed us on records, and I wanna let you know you're still wack
And, oh, yeah, I ain't mentioned no names 'cause you might f-

Hold it, I'm sorry I didn't know you were going back to that

(Ecoutez, ecoutez)