S.O.S. Songtext
von Da Bush Babees feat. Mos Def

Yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Ha
Ha-ha, Ha-ha
Yeah, come on, come on
Alright, alright


S.O.S
Breaker breaker 1-9 mayday
Surviving off of pennies until my next payday
All I ever wanted was a real nice lady
A clean pair of socks, and some fish for my gravy
But all I get is rice, which will have to suffice
Cause I always used to think I didn′t need no advice
So I never ever really tried to heed no advice
But in the end we all pay the price
So let's get to the point (point point)
Of the whole situation
So many obstacles, so many confronations
But still I′m focusing on reaching every station
Cause destiny is my destination
I came to make it happen
Instead of wasting time I don't got
The time is now, cause I only got one shot
Navigating through the schemes and the intricate plots
Cause you and I is all we got
Lets make it happen

So S.O.S
Breaker breaker 1-9 mayday
Surviving off pennies until my next payday
All I ever wanted was a real nice lady
A clean pair of socks, and some fish for my gravy
So S.O.S
Breaker breaker 1-9 mayday
Surviving off of pennies until my next payday
All I ever wanted was a real nice lady
A clean pair of socks, and some fish for my gravy


Why
Why is the world round
Why do the suckas bite
Why do the freaks come out at night
Why they paint Jesus white
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Yo, I sit and wonder why
We breakin' hip hop laws
Doing videos in houses that we know ain′t yours
Representing projects, man them shits ain′t yours
(And check your lease)
What I release I'll make you shit in your draws

Well then, uh
Hear what I say (OK)
Seeking and your begging for an easy way
Well I don′t know (well I dont know)
Oh yes I don't know

Yo light, let me let these niggas know
It′s like all I ever wanted was a girl with respect and a 3rd eye
See DKNY ain't what makes you fly
Lights in my face, government in my pocket
Its hard to be a prophet and still make a profit

Well then, uh
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Sell all your soldiers for reach top 10
Saying S.O.S (S.O.S-O.S-O.S)
Oh saying S.O.S (S.O.S-O.S ayo)

So S.O.S
Breaker breaker 1-9 mayday
Surviving off pennies until my next payday
All I ever wanted was a real nice lady
A clean pair of socks, and some fish for my gravy
So S.O.S
Breaker breaker 1-9 mayday
Surviving off of pennies until my next payday
All I ever wanted was a real nice lady
A clean pair of socks, and some fish for my gravy

I swing with fat cats to smack tracks over fat raps
It′s all of that we tread the BK back road (brooklyn)
'96 about to put it on
Hey baby palm, put a quarter upon the needle head
To hold it still while I lace up the verbal threat
Now watch me sew shit up
Mos Def in your spot about to blow shit up
See I've been rhyming since when I was growing up
That′s why I say that shit that make the party open up
Like the sky
Plus my voice is fly
I roll with dave mase
And wonder why
I rock it from Medina Green on to the strong
I-I, land on my feet cause im a cool cat
Make the kids around my way say
"How you do that?"
Son all I kick to them is bad-ass true fact
Like careful what you say cause ain′t no takebacks
Like if you makin' moves, baby don′t fake jacks
Like cats who plays hard and soft like plum skin
Haha that's the sound when you smack the drum skin
Ay-yo, whenever y′all want to jump in
Everybody get in the song and song and
Everybody get in the song and song and
Yo fuck waiting around, pay me on the front end
Man I don't want the landlord kicking my door in
You tired of getting high but you never know when
And fuck around and get low again
But you can always be certain my friend
How your low tide is always gonna come in
It′s like that
So check it on out y'all

S.O.S
Breaker breaker 1-9 mayday
Surviving off pennies until my next payday
All I ever wanted was a real nice lady
S.O.S
Breaker breaker 1-9 mayday
Surviving off pennies until my next payday
All I ever wanted was a real nice lady

It's like right around now
You′re probably sitting on your couch thinking
"Damn what is son doing, I don′t understand"
You know what I'm saying, you tryna front but it′s like you can't son
It′s music, it's music
You gotta appreciate music, you know what I′m saying?
Take a listen
Ha, yeah, y'all dont understand
Before you a mc, you a artist
You make music
So make that music
Yeah, hold up, yo
Listen to this, I feel it
I see your heads

S.O.S
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