Lyrics I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky With a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone The shadow in the corner, just playin' along I'ma lay right in my bed, I'm rolling aside But if I get a car, I'm roamin' to rob Because I know if I ever chill of livin' to you You've got a folding chair, and you don't know what to do You'd stop You wanna do it But you don't know what you doin' baby You wanna feel it, But you don't know what you're feeling tonight And if you're thinking That I don't know what you're thinking, baby You go on thinking And you gonna make it alright I'm impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo I'm at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and so' I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead And if I ever had to do it, well, You know I wouldn't care I just kicked down, I love when I'm seen Yeah, and if I'm on a tour back, the message is free Then there's a fire, a ray, a knot in sight And if you get popped here, you get 'em a lot You get a heart, bake You wanna do it But you don't know what you doin' baby You wanna feel it, But you don't know what you're feeling tonight And if you're thinking That I don't know what you're thinking, baby You go on thinking And you gonna make it alright Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah? Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care But it's true, you do, Nothing is left, so I guess I'm right New word, onomateopoeia, boom Quit actin' like you don't wanna be here Fuck around and get jumped like leap year Glock and a glove make you Really wanna leave me a-lone Get the fuck on, go'n Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy songs Rap ain't nothin' but an auto-talkin' shit My girl look pretty up there ridin' dick My plaid past, my solid future Astronaut ass and a gorgeous coochie I'm an outcast, but you're into me Summer got mad 'cause winter blew me That Juicy Fruit, that splooshie-sploosh Generation X on bloop-de-bloop Get duked out, or get dookie-duked Er'rybody hit the floor, we through the roof Like a chimney, now come in me How come it be? Some lame man Nigga talkin' 'bout "Aw, he don't rap enough" But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe" Ye ain't Scarface, ye ain't Willie D Ye ain't Bushwick, ye ain't killin' me Better play with ya ma'fuckin' mama Betcha still stay witcha ma'fuckin' mama Keep sleepin' on me, I'ma rock my pajamas In the daytime, I swear, I promise Dare a nigga say somethin', tear a nigga face off How come blacks don't play baseball? Y'all white, know y'all can taste All this fly shit I stay finna take off Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Well, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you just ain't a thing Bet it up, head erupts A lava language and a vocal volcanic If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddammit If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush And if it ain't hip or don't hop, well then hush "Man, they sound like", "Man, they stole yo" "Man, they look like", nope, it ain't us Ah, do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Is you really Slick Rick? No, you just ain't a thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah? Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care But it's true, you do, Nothin' is left, so I guess I'm right Flip the page, our days are revelations (hide) Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience Oh, it's all a part of the process (okay, okay) Nothin's new, it's true, cool, I admit Shit, I guess you're right
Lyrics: [Verse 1: 2D] I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky With a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie I'm a light in the mall when the power is gone The shadow in the corner, just playin' along I'm gonna lay in my bed, I'm rolling aside But if I get a car, I'm hoppin' to ride Because I know if I ever chill of livin' to you You gotta volunteer, and you don't know what i'd do You'd stop [Chorus: James Murphy] You wanna do it But you don't know what you doin' baby (Aaaaahhh) You wanna feel it, But you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Aright! How are we doing?) And if you're thinking That I don't know what you're thinking, baby (Aaaaahhh) You go thinking And you gonna make it alright (Alright! How will we do-) [Verse 2: 2D] I'm impregnable, incredible, a state of the quo I'm at Lay Chimirida, not a heart in the soul I got Saturday night, enough has been said And if I ever had to do it, well, You know I wouldn't care I just get down, I'm lovin' the feet And if I wanna talk back, the message is free Then there's a fire, a ray, a knot in sun And if you get partake, you get 'em alive You get a heart, ache [Corus: James Murphy] You wanna do it But you don't know what you doin' baby (Aaaaahhh) You wanna feel it, But you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Aright! How are we doing?) And if you're thinking That I don't know what you're thinking, baby (Aaaaahhh) You go thinking And you gonna make it alright (Alright! How will we do-) [Bridge: Andre 3000] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah? Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care But it's true, you do, Nothing is left, so I guess I'm right [Verse 3: Andre 3000] New word, onomatopoeia, boom Quit actin' like you don't wanna be here Fuck around and get jumped like leap year Glock and a glove make you Really wanna leave me a-lone Get the fuck on, gone Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song Rap isn’t nothin' but an auto-talkin' shit My girl look pretty up there ridin' dick My plaid pants, my solid future Astronaut ass and a gorgeous coochie I'm an outcast, but you're into me Summer got mad 'cause winter blew me That Juicy Fruit, that splooshie-sploosh Generation X on bloop-de-bloop Get duked out, or get dookie-duked Er'rybody hit the floor, we through the roof Like a chimney, now come in me How come it be? Some lame man Nigga talkin' 'bout "Aw, he don't rap enough" But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe" [Verse 3 continued: Andre 3000] Ye ain't Scarface, ye ain't Willie D Ye ain't Bushwick, ye ain't killin' me Better play witcha ma'fuckin' mama Betcha still stay witcha ma'fuckin' mama Keep sleepin' on me, I'ma rock my pajamas In the daytime, I swear, I promise Dare a nigga say somethin', tear a nigga face off How come blacks don't play baseball? Y'all right, know y'all can taste All this fly shit I stay finna take off [Refrain Andre 3000] Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing X3 Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing X3 Wait, you really Slick Rick? Nope, you danna dang [Verse 4: Andre 3000] Better up, head erupts A lava language and a vocal volcanic If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddammit If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush And if it ain't hip or don't hop, well then hush "Man, they sound like", "Man, they stole yo" "Man, they look like", nope, it ain't us [Refrain: Andre 3000] Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing X3 Wait, you really Slick Rick? No, you danna dang Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing X3 Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang [Bridge: Andre 3000 & 2D] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah? Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care) But it's true, you do, Nothin' is left, so I guess I'm right [Post-Bridge: Andre 3000 & 2D] Flip the page, our days are revelations (hide) Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience Oh, it's all a part of the process (okay, okay) Nothin's new, it's true, cool, I admit Shit, I guess you're right
Censorship and the culture of exclusivity really stole an air of authenticity Andre’s verse offers. His swearing isn’t crude if it’s contextually appropriate, because the clean original really doesn’t sound great compared to the original take.
[Verse 1: 2D] I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky With a cap in his head and a knot in his tie I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone The shadow in the corner, just playing along I'm only laying in my bed, I'm rolling aside But if I get a car, I'm hoping to ride Because I know if I ever say "I'm leaving" to you You've gotta volunteer, and you don't know what to do You're soft [Chorus: James Murphy] You wanna do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (A-a-a-a-aha) You wanna feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doin'?) And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aha) You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?) [Verse 2: 2D] I’m impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo I’m at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and soul I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead And if I ever had to do it, well, you know I wouldn’t care I just kicked down, I love when I’m seen Yeah, and if I wanna talk back, the message is free Then there’s a fire, a ray, a knot in sight And if you get popped here, you get ‘em a lot You get a heart, break [Chorus: James Murphy] You wanna do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (A-a-a-a-aha) You wanna feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doin'?) And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aha) You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?) [Post-Chorus: André 3000] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah Trying so hard to act like we don't care But it's true, you do, nothing is left So I guess I'm right [Verse 3 : André 3000] New word, onomatopoeia (Boom) Quit actin' like you don't wanna be here Fuck around and get jumped like leap year Glock in the glove make you really wanna leave me, alone Get the fuck on, gone Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song Rap ain't nothing but the art of talkin' shit My girl look pretty up there riding dick My plaid past, my solid future Asinine ass and a gorgeous coochie I'm an OutKast but you're into me Summer got mad cause the winter blew me That Juicy Fruit, that splooshy sploosh Generation X on bloopty bloop Get duked, gotta get duked, the duke Everybody hit the floor, we through the roof Like a chimney, I commend me How come it be, some lame ass nigga talking about "Ah, he don't rap enough" But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe" You ain't Scarface, you ain't Willie D You ain't Bushwick, you ain't killin' me Better play with your motherfuckin' momma Bet you still stay with your motherfuckin' momma Keep sleeping on me, I'ma rock my pajamas In the daytime, I swear, I promise Dare a nigga say something, tear a nigga face off How come Blacks don't play baseball? Y'all white, know y'all can taste all this Fly shit, I stay finna take off [Refrain: André 3000] Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane [Verse 4: André 3000] Bet it up, head erupts A lava language in a vocal volcanic If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddamn it If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush And if it ain't hip, it don't hop, well then hush Man, they sound like, man, they stole your Man, they look like-nope, it ain't us [Refrain: André 3000] Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang [Post-Chorus: André 3000] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah Trying so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care) But it's true, you do, nothing is left So I guess I'm right [Outro: André 3000] Flip the page, our days are revelatious Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience Oh, it's all a part of the process (Okay, okay) Nothing's new, it's true, cool, I admit Shit, I guess you're right
I’m a pale imitator of a boy in the sky With a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie I’m the light in the mall when the power is gone The shadow in the corner, just playin’ along I’ma lay right in my bed, I’m rolling aside But if I get a car, I’m along for the ride Because I know if I ever share livin’ to you You’ve got to volunteer, and you don’t know what to do You’d stop [Murphy] You wanna do it But you don’t know what you're doin’ baby You wanna feel it, But you don’t know what you’re feeling tonight And if you’re thinking That I don’t know what you’re thinking, baby You go on thinking And you go out and make it alright Alright, how do we do it? [2D/Albarn] I’m impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo I’m at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and soul I got a Saturday night, enough has been said And if I ever had to do it, well, You know I wouldn’t care I just kicked down, I 'm lovin' the feat Yeah, and if I wanna talk back, the message is free Then there’s a fire, a ray, a knot in sight And if you can partake, you get ‘em a lot You get a heart-ache [Murphy] You wanna do it But you don’t know what you're doin’ baby You wanna feel it, But you don’t know what you’re feeling tonight And if you’re thinking That I don’t know what you’re thinking, baby You go on thinking And you go out and make it alright Alright, how do we do it? [André 3000, Singing] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn’t it be nice if we were just normal people? Trying so hard to act like we don’t care But it’s true, you do, Nothing is left, so I guess I’m right? [André 3000, Rapping] New word, onomatopoeia, boom Quit actin’ like you don’t wanna be here Fuck around and get jumped like leap year Glock in the club make you really wanna leave me alone Get the fuck on, go on Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song Rap ain’t nothin’ but an auto talkin’ shit My girl look pretty up there ridin’ dick My plaid past, my solid future Astronaut Ass and a gorgeous coochie I’m an outcast, but you’re into me Summer got mad ’cause winter blew me That Juicy Fruit, that splooshie-sploosh Generation X on bloop-de-bloop Get duked out, or get dookie-duked Everybody hit the floor, we through the roof Like a chimney, I commend me How come it be? Some layman Nigga talkin’ ’bout “Aw, he don’t rap enough” But y’all rap a lot and I’m like “Wrap it up, hoe” You ain’t Scarface, you ain’t Willie D You ain’t Bushwick, you ain’t killin’ me Better play with your motherfuckin’ mama Betcha still stay with your motherfuckin’ mama Keep sleepin’ on me, I’ma rock my pajamas In the daytime, I swear, I promise Dare a nigga say somethin’, tear a nigga face off How come blacks don’t play baseball? Y’all white, know y’all can taste All this fly shit I stay from the take off Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing We're fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Well, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you just ain’t a thing Bet it up, head erupts A lava language and a vocal volcanic If it ain’t fixed, don’t broke it, don’t panic If it ain’t this, it ain’t shit, goddammit If it ain’t this, it ain’t dope, it don’t flush And if it ain’t hip or don’t hop, well then hush “Man, they sound like,” “Man, they stole you,” “Man, they look like,” "Nope, it ain’t us," Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing We're fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing Well, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you just ain’t a thing [André 3000, Singing] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn’t it be nice if we were just normal people? Trying so hard to act like we don’t care But it’s true, you do, Nothing is left, so I guess I’m right? Flip the page, our days are revelations Space is strange, doctor, I’ve got no patience Oh, it’s all a part of the process Okay, Okay Nothin’s new, it’s true, cool, I admit, Shit! I guess you’re right!
I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky With a cap in his head and a knot in his tie I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone The shadow in the corner, just playing along I'm only laying in my bed, I'm rolling aside But if I get a car, a moment to ride Because I know if I ever shared a living of you You've gotta volunteer, and you don't know what to do [James Murphy:] You will not do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (A-a-a-a-aha) You will not feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doin'?) And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aha) You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?) [2D:] I'm impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo I'm at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and soul I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead And if I ever had to do it, well, you know I wouldn't care I just kicked down, I love when I'm seen Yeah, and if I wanna talk back, the message is free Then there's a fire, a ray, a knot in sight And if you get popped here, you get 'em a lot You get a heart, break [James Murphy:] You will not do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (A-a-a-a-aha) You will not feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doin'?) And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aha) You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?) [André 3000:] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah Trying so hard to act like we don't care But it's true, you do, nothing is left So I guess I'm right [André 3000:] New word, onomatopoeia (Boom) Quit actin' like you don't wanna be here Fuck around and get jumped like leap year Glock and a glove make you really wanna leave me alone Get the fuck on, gone Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song Rap ain't nothing but the art of talkin' shit My girl look pretty up there riding dick My plaid past, my solid future Asinine ass and a gorgeous coochie I'm an OutKast but you're into me Summer got mad 'cause the winter blew me That Juicy Fruit, that splooshy sploosh Generation X on bloopty bloop Get duked, gotta get duked, the duke Everybody hit the floor, we through the roof Like a chimney, I commend me How come it be, some lame ass nigga talking about "Ah, he don't rap enough" But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe" You ain't Scarface, you ain't Willie D You ain't Bushwick, you ain't killin' me Better play with your motherfuckin' momma Bet you still stay with your motherfuckin' momma Keep sleeping on me, I'mma rock my pajamas In the daytime, I swear, I promise Dare a nigga say something, tear a nigga face off How come Blacks don't play baseball? Y'all white, know y'all can taste all this Fly shit, I stay finna take off Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane Bet it up, head erupts A lava language in a vocal volcanic If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddamn it If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush And if it ain't hip, it don't hop, well then hush Man, they sound like, man, they stole your Man, they look like-nope, it ain't us Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang [André 3000:] Every time we try, we get nowhere Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah Trying so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care) But it's true, you do, nothing is left So I guess I'm right [André 3000:] Flip the page, our days are revelatious Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience Oh, it's all a part of the process (Okay, okay) Nothing's new, it's true, cool, I admit Shit, I guess you're right
![Gorillaz - DoYaThing [Radio Edit]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/au3UbHGmrWY/mqdefault.jpg)
Lyrics
I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky
With a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie
I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone
The shadow in the corner, just playin' along
I'ma lay right in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if I get a car, I'm roamin' to rob
Because I know if I ever chill of livin' to you
You've got a folding chair, and you don't know what to do
You'd stop
You wanna do it
But you don't know what you doin' baby
You wanna feel it,
But you don't know what you're feeling tonight
And if you're thinking
That I don't know what you're thinking, baby
You go on thinking
And you gonna make it alright
I'm impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo
I'm at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and so'
I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead
And if I ever had to do it, well,
You know I wouldn't care
I just kicked down, I love when I'm seen
Yeah, and if I'm on a tour back, the message is free
Then there's a fire, a ray, a knot in sight
And if you get popped here, you get 'em a lot
You get a heart, bake
You wanna do it
But you don't know what you doin' baby
You wanna feel it,
But you don't know what you're feeling tonight
And if you're thinking
That I don't know what you're thinking, baby
You go on thinking
And you gonna make it alright
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah?
Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care
But it's true, you do,
Nothing is left, so I guess I'm right
New word, onomateopoeia, boom
Quit actin' like you don't wanna be here
Fuck around and get jumped like leap year
Glock and a glove make you
Really wanna leave me a-lone
Get the fuck on, go'n
Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy songs
Rap ain't nothin' but an auto-talkin' shit
My girl look pretty up there ridin' dick
My plaid past, my solid future
Astronaut ass and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an outcast, but you're into me
Summer got mad 'cause winter blew me
That Juicy Fruit, that splooshie-sploosh
Generation X on bloop-de-bloop
Get duked out, or get dookie-duked
Er'rybody hit the floor, we through the roof
Like a chimney, now come in me
How come it be? Some lame man
Nigga talkin' 'bout "Aw, he don't rap enough"
But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe"
Ye ain't Scarface, ye ain't Willie D
Ye ain't Bushwick, ye ain't killin' me
Better play with ya ma'fuckin' mama
Betcha still stay witcha ma'fuckin' mama
Keep sleepin' on me, I'ma rock my pajamas
In the daytime, I swear, I promise
Dare a nigga say somethin', tear a nigga face off
How come blacks don't play baseball?
Y'all white, know y'all can taste
All this fly shit
I stay finna take off
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Well, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you just ain't a thing
Bet it up, head erupts
A lava language and a vocal volcanic
If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic
If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddammit
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
And if it ain't hip or don't hop, well then hush
"Man, they sound like", "Man, they stole yo"
"Man, they look like", nope, it ain't us
Ah, do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Is you really Slick Rick? No, you just ain't a thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah?
Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care
But it's true, you do,
Nothin' is left, so I guess I'm right
Flip the page, our days are revelations (hide)
Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience
Oh, it's all a part of the process (okay, okay)
Nothin's new, it's true, cool, I admit
Shit, I guess you're right
Thanks for the lyrics :)
^_^
Gustavo Lezama
So close quite a few of these are wrong
and of course we can't forget the 5 minutes of "IM THE SHIT" in the full version
I guess im right
the whole rap part was done in one take
...wow
Thank you Colby, very cool!
He got that iron lungs perk from cod 4 on jah
Damn
Colby Anderson Andre 3000 is a f genius
This song makes me want to put an ear on an embarrassingly burnt piece of toast
Lol
ITS BACK ON THERE ITS ON GORILLAZ EXTRA ON SPOTIFY
Why the fuck do I understand this
@@ParanoidParamour Cause you watched the video lol
What
so much easier to hear the lyrics without censors
Ikr
Thats how it works
no shit
Not for me it isn't
3000 fucking kills it on this track. I love the creativity in this type of music. It's why I've been a Gorillaz for over 10 years.
you're in the band?
yo guys he's been an Apes for over a decade now, crazy
gorillaz fan guyz
Practicing the rap is one of the funnest things I've done in a while. I'm getting there, but still have a few trouble spots.
Hah I am now too, it's an interesting experience for sure lmao
How about now ?
Hahaha, I'm practicing too, is so difficult...
it's so fast lmao
I've mastered Rap God... I don't know why I can't with this
I literally just now noticed that 2-D is wearing the same shirt in Saturn Barz
with even higher mum jeans
Thats just his phase 4 shirt but still nice of jamie to keep it even after the hiatus
And Murdoc is wearing the same outfit from Saturn Barz too (the cape is new though)
@@RealSquidShadyHoly shit your right good catch.
Looks like a fixer-upper
The part where Andre 3000 doesn't have a self-esteem crisis
How can you fit two feet in one shoe?
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KrossoverGod ever heard of the demons of Salazar?
Lol
Thanks I hate the gorillaz do ya thing album cover
andre's part starts at 2:14
Your profile pic says it all
I know they made this for the Converse commercial but this song is badass...
Jamin on repeat whilst working on science homework.
algebra for me
I'm doing English
I gotta do 2 paragraphs of a character that changes and it's so boring save me
did you ever finish your homework?
@@four4foer nah. Ive been stuck doing this science homework for the past 4 years.
@@goochacho3074 same bro, 4+4 is a little too difficult for me bgl
It's a crime that they haven't rereleased this anywhere
Only true Gorillaz fans are here
I've officially fell in love with this band
listening to this bop on the last 3 minutes of class. Perfect timing.
Lyrics:
[Verse 1: 2D]
I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky
With a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie
I'm a light in the mall when the power is gone
The shadow in the corner, just playin' along
I'm gonna lay in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if I get a car, I'm hoppin' to ride
Because I know if I ever chill of livin' to you
You gotta volunteer, and you don't know what i'd do
You'd stop
[Chorus: James Murphy]
You wanna do it
But you don't know what you doin' baby
(Aaaaahhh)
You wanna feel it,
But you don't know what you're feeling tonight
(Aright! How are we doing?)
And if you're thinking
That I don't know what you're thinking, baby
(Aaaaahhh)
You go thinking
And you gonna make it alright
(Alright! How will we do-)
[Verse 2: 2D]
I'm impregnable, incredible, a state of the quo
I'm at Lay Chimirida, not a heart in the soul
I got Saturday night, enough has been said
And if I ever had to do it, well,
You know I wouldn't care
I just get down, I'm lovin' the feet
And if I wanna talk back, the message is free
Then there's a fire, a ray, a knot in sun
And if you get partake, you get 'em alive
You get a heart, ache
[Corus: James Murphy]
You wanna do it
But you don't know what you doin' baby
(Aaaaahhh)
You wanna feel it,
But you don't know what you're feeling tonight
(Aright! How are we doing?)
And if you're thinking
That I don't know what you're thinking, baby
(Aaaaahhh)
You go thinking
And you gonna make it alright
(Alright! How will we do-)
[Bridge: Andre 3000]
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah?
Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care
But it's true, you do,
Nothing is left, so I guess I'm right
[Verse 3: Andre 3000]
New word, onomatopoeia, boom
Quit actin' like you don't wanna be here
Fuck around and get jumped like leap year
Glock and a glove make you
Really wanna leave me a-lone
Get the fuck on, gone
Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song
Rap isn’t nothin' but an auto-talkin' shit
My girl look pretty up there ridin' dick
My plaid pants, my solid future
Astronaut ass and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an outcast, but you're into me
Summer got mad 'cause winter blew me
That Juicy Fruit, that splooshie-sploosh
Generation X on bloop-de-bloop
Get duked out, or get dookie-duked
Er'rybody hit the floor, we through the roof
Like a chimney, now come in me
How come it be? Some lame man
Nigga talkin' 'bout "Aw, he don't rap enough"
But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe"
[Verse 3 continued: Andre 3000]
Ye ain't Scarface, ye ain't Willie D
Ye ain't Bushwick, ye ain't killin' me
Better play witcha ma'fuckin' mama
Betcha still stay witcha ma'fuckin' mama
Keep sleepin' on me, I'ma rock my pajamas
In the daytime, I swear, I promise
Dare a nigga say somethin', tear a nigga face off
How come blacks don't play baseball?
Y'all right, know y'all can taste
All this fly shit
I stay finna take off
[Refrain Andre 3000]
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing X3
Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing X3
Wait, you really Slick Rick? Nope, you danna dang
[Verse 4: Andre 3000]
Better up, head erupts
A lava language and a vocal volcanic
If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic
If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddammit
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
And if it ain't hip or don't hop, well then hush
"Man, they sound like", "Man, they stole yo"
"Man, they look like", nope, it ain't us
[Refrain: Andre 3000]
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing X3
Wait, you really Slick Rick? No, you danna dang
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing X3
Ye ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
[Bridge: Andre 3000 & 2D]
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah?
Tryin' so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care)
But it's true, you do,
Nothin' is left, so I guess I'm right
[Post-Bridge: Andre 3000 & 2D]
Flip the page, our days are revelations (hide)
Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience
Oh, it's all a part of the process (okay, okay)
Nothin's new, it's true, cool, I admit
Shit, I guess you're right
Thanks
W
i love the ppl that still listen to this
2:14 I wonder how long it took to get that stuck in your head.. all I know it wouldn’t be possible for me 😂
Andre, you are a god
He freestyled it in one take. He didn't even write it down.
The whole song is freestyle and it only took Andre one take to nail his bit.
He freestyled it in one take, he didn't have to get anything in his head
OK but I've been listening to the radio edit all this time. I seriously didn't know it was censored.
Lmao
CONVERSE, RELEASE DOYATHING ON STREAMING SERVICES AND MY LIFE IS YOURS
This is wake up music
word!
@@garfield7951 new word, onomatopoeia.
@@swampwaffle74 I'd continue the song but the fact that I just woke up with that song in my head and immediately saw this notification is...🤯
@micah9074 f- around and get jumped like Leap Year
Had the same thought and here we are, got my burnt toast and shit, except for the ear i don't got that
Such an underrated gorillaz song
Andre 3000 SNAPPED on this track.
wait until you hear the 13 minute version
I do love this song . . . And i dont use the word love lightly.
This song make me want to walk in on two men collecting sweat
this song kicks Major Ass gorillaz 4 Life Andre 3000 murdered This beat outlast needs get back together music is dying
Jesus Delvalle Outkast*
Godzilla had a fucking stroke trying to read this
@@Jet_Sam no, if you have at least three brain cells you can understand it
@@notelijahking8038 Woah, calm down, edgelord. It's called a “Joke”. Ever heard about it?
@@Jet_Sam Not a funny one. Sorry.
I love this song so much
Thanks for the edit dude! 💙
UA-cam keeps removing my like on this video...
BUT HOW WILL WE EVER KNOW WHO'S THE SHIT?!
Censorship and the culture of exclusivity really stole an air of authenticity Andre’s verse offers. His swearing isn’t crude if it’s contextually appropriate, because the clean original really doesn’t sound great compared to the original take.
Best album cover ever?
Why isn’t this on spotify
Converse owns the song.
It was made for a promo for Converse and Warner Music never put out the song (the label Gorillaz is signed to)
Even the official video was made private, you can find only re uploads
Best gorillaz song 👏🏽
Ye
EXPLICIT YEAHHH
listening to this song is not enough I need this song in me
I love this song!!!
Thanks for this homie
I want more of "IM A SHIT"
why is this not on spotify
my favorite gorillaz song
Thank you, this was exactly what I was looking for.
1:48 Andre 3000 ;)
Why the fuck is this song so hard to find?!
DO YA DAMN THANG 🗣️🗣️🗣️
Why is this not on the official Gorillaz channel 😭
Stop sharing shoes
No
stinky
My mom had me at 21 and she raised me on gorillaz
:]
NEW WORD, ONOMATOPOEIA‼️🔥
I don't have patience to listen to the full vers
Still listening in 2018 👌
Great wake up music
I play the song when I'm getting up to go to a convention or an event
damon should rap often !! 2d part is dope
Favorite Gorillaz song.
this song cures
Fav gorillaz song
this is the song where 2-D sounds most like 2-D
I really wish this was on apple music omg-
Play this at 2x speed
2:13
Holy fuck this song is so good
WHO DA FUQ DISLIKED THIS!!?!?!?!?!
+Henry Koski Get 'em!
hatsune miku fans
People who don't like the song.
Shamlock Shit you right
Boomers
I can’t find this song on iTunes
the diamond headphones it's not on any music platform. Sorry :/
Y’all can stop acting like you’re here to hear anything else besides 2:14
1:49
why isnt this on spotify anymore
this is so fucking good
my boyfriend showed me this song, probably my fav gorillaz song x)
i still kind of miss the rock-ish type of style back then in gorillaz :/
I wish this was on Apple Music 😢
Yes
i just spent three hours trying to learn the whole rap-
Is that Thundercat on chorus?
F in the chat for the basketball.
What album is this song on
No album release unfortunately :( It was a single released as a collaboration with Converse
This is my get up get going song
Y noodle y russel que le paso que ¡alguien me explique!😊❤🎉😅🤨❤
So what the fuck is going on? So many comment sections have been just turned off. What happened?
Lyrics in the comments pls.
Am I the only one who thinks this is a good song
2020?
[Verse 1: 2D]
I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky
With a cap in his head and a knot in his tie
I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone
The shadow in the corner, just playing along
I'm only laying in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if I get a car, I'm hoping to ride
Because I know if I ever say "I'm leaving" to you
You've gotta volunteer, and you don't know what to do
You're soft
[Chorus: James Murphy]
You wanna do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (A-a-a-a-aha)
You wanna feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doin'?)
And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aha)
You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?)
[Verse 2: 2D]
I’m impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo
I’m at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and soul
I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead
And if I ever had to do it, well, you know I wouldn’t care
I just kicked down, I love when I’m seen
Yeah, and if I wanna talk back, the message is free
Then there’s a fire, a ray, a knot in sight
And if you get popped here, you get ‘em a lot
You get a heart, break
[Chorus: James Murphy]
You wanna do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (A-a-a-a-aha)
You wanna feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doin'?)
And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aha)
You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?)
[Post-Chorus: André 3000]
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah
Trying so hard to act like we don't care
But it's true, you do, nothing is left
So I guess I'm right
[Verse 3 : André 3000]
New word, onomatopoeia (Boom)
Quit actin' like you don't wanna be here
Fuck around and get jumped like leap year
Glock in the glove make you really wanna leave me, alone
Get the fuck on, gone
Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song
Rap ain't nothing but the art of talkin' shit
My girl look pretty up there riding dick
My plaid past, my solid future
Asinine ass and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an OutKast but you're into me
Summer got mad cause the winter blew me
That Juicy Fruit, that splooshy sploosh
Generation X on bloopty bloop
Get duked, gotta get duked, the duke
Everybody hit the floor, we through the roof
Like a chimney, I commend me
How come it be, some lame ass nigga talking about
"Ah, he don't rap enough"
But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe"
You ain't Scarface, you ain't Willie D
You ain't Bushwick, you ain't killin' me
Better play with your motherfuckin' momma
Bet you still stay with your motherfuckin' momma
Keep sleeping on me, I'ma rock my pajamas
In the daytime, I swear, I promise
Dare a nigga say something, tear a nigga face off
How come Blacks don't play baseball?
Y'all white, know y'all can taste all this
Fly shit, I stay finna take off
[Refrain: André 3000]
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane
[Verse 4: André 3000]
Bet it up, head erupts
A lava language in a vocal volcanic
If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic
If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddamn it
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
And if it ain't hip, it don't hop, well then hush
Man, they sound like, man, they stole your
Man, they look like-nope, it ain't us
[Refrain: André 3000]
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
[Post-Chorus: André 3000]
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah
Trying so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care)
But it's true, you do, nothing is left
So I guess I'm right
[Outro: André 3000]
Flip the page, our days are revelatious
Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience
Oh, it's all a part of the process (Okay, okay)
Nothing's new, it's true, cool, I admit
Shit, I guess you're right
2:14 nobody can rap that fast
Fool
Look at Eminem.
Eyedea 😀
WHO is the guy on the far right
@NX CZ what?! The entire song is frickin great.
So much better without Andre screaming he's the shit for 5 minutes
Why this song isn’t in iTunes?
converse took the rights i believe
I’m a pale imitator of a boy in the sky
With a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie
I’m the light in the mall when the power is gone
The shadow in the corner, just playin’ along
I’ma lay right in my bed, I’m rolling aside
But if I get a car, I’m along for the ride
Because I know if I ever share livin’ to you
You’ve got to volunteer, and you don’t know what to do
You’d stop
[Murphy]
You wanna do it
But you don’t know what you're doin’ baby
You wanna feel it,
But you don’t know what you’re feeling tonight
And if you’re thinking
That I don’t know what you’re thinking, baby
You go on thinking
And you go out and make it alright
Alright, how do we do it?
[2D/Albarn]
I’m impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo
I’m at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and soul
I got a Saturday night, enough has been said
And if I ever had to do it, well,
You know I wouldn’t care
I just kicked down, I 'm lovin' the feat
Yeah, and if I wanna talk back, the message is free
Then there’s a fire, a ray, a knot in sight
And if you can partake, you get ‘em a lot
You get a heart-ache
[Murphy]
You wanna do it
But you don’t know what you're doin’ baby
You wanna feel it,
But you don’t know what you’re feeling tonight
And if you’re thinking
That I don’t know what you’re thinking, baby
You go on thinking
And you go out and make it alright
Alright, how do we do it?
[André 3000, Singing]
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn’t it be nice if we were just normal people?
Trying so hard to act like we don’t care
But it’s true, you do,
Nothing is left, so I guess I’m right?
[André 3000, Rapping]
New word, onomatopoeia, boom
Quit actin’ like you don’t wanna be here
Fuck around and get jumped like leap year
Glock in the club make you really wanna leave me alone
Get the fuck on, go on
Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song
Rap ain’t nothin’ but an auto talkin’ shit
My girl look pretty up there ridin’ dick
My plaid past, my solid future
Astronaut Ass and a gorgeous coochie
I’m an outcast, but you’re into me
Summer got mad ’cause winter blew me
That Juicy Fruit, that splooshie-sploosh
Generation X on bloop-de-bloop
Get duked out, or get dookie-duked
Everybody hit the floor, we through the roof
Like a chimney, I commend me
How come it be? Some layman
Nigga talkin’ ’bout “Aw, he don’t rap enough”
But y’all rap a lot and I’m like “Wrap it up, hoe”
You ain’t Scarface, you ain’t Willie D
You ain’t Bushwick, you ain’t killin’ me
Better play with your motherfuckin’ mama
Betcha still stay with your motherfuckin’ mama
Keep sleepin’ on me, I’ma rock my pajamas
In the daytime, I swear, I promise
Dare a nigga say somethin’, tear a nigga face off
How come blacks don’t play baseball?
Y’all white, know y’all can taste
All this fly shit
I stay from the take off
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
We're fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Well, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you just ain’t a thing
Bet it up, head erupts
A lava language and a vocal volcanic
If it ain’t fixed, don’t broke it, don’t panic
If it ain’t this, it ain’t shit, goddammit
If it ain’t this, it ain’t dope, it don’t flush
And if it ain’t hip or don’t hop, well then hush
“Man, they sound like,”
“Man, they stole you,”
“Man, they look like,”
"Nope, it ain’t us,"
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
We're fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Well, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you just ain’t a thing
[André 3000, Singing]
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn’t it be nice if we were just normal people?
Trying so hard to act like we don’t care
But it’s true, you do,
Nothing is left, so I guess I’m right?
Flip the page, our days are revelations
Space is strange, doctor, I’ve got no patience
Oh, it’s all a part of the process
Okay, Okay
Nothin’s new, it’s true, cool, I admit,
Shit! I guess you’re right!
Really low audio quality on this
not really
I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky
With a cap in his head and a knot in his tie
I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone
The shadow in the corner, just playing along
I'm only laying in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if I get a car, a moment to ride
Because I know if I ever shared a living of you
You've gotta volunteer, and you don't know what to do
[James Murphy:]
You will not do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (A-a-a-a-aha)
You will not feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doin'?)
And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aha)
You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?)
[2D:]
I'm impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo
I'm at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and soul
I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead
And if I ever had to do it, well, you know I wouldn't care
I just kicked down, I love when I'm seen
Yeah, and if I wanna talk back, the message is free
Then there's a fire, a ray, a knot in sight
And if you get popped here, you get 'em a lot
You get a heart, break
[James Murphy:]
You will not do it, but you don't know what you're doin', baby (A-a-a-a-aha)
You will not feel it but you don't know what you're feeling tonight (Alright, how are we doin'?)
And if you're thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, baby (A-a-a-a-aha)
You do more thinking and I'll go out and make it alright (Alright, how do you do?)
[André 3000:]
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah
Trying so hard to act like we don't care
But it's true, you do, nothing is left
So I guess I'm right
[André 3000:]
New word, onomatopoeia (Boom)
Quit actin' like you don't wanna be here
Fuck around and get jumped like leap year
Glock and a glove make you really wanna leave me alone
Get the fuck on, gone
Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy song
Rap ain't nothing but the art of talkin' shit
My girl look pretty up there riding dick
My plaid past, my solid future
Asinine ass and a gorgeous coochie
I'm an OutKast but you're into me
Summer got mad 'cause the winter blew me
That Juicy Fruit, that splooshy sploosh
Generation X on bloopty bloop
Get duked, gotta get duked, the duke
Everybody hit the floor, we through the roof
Like a chimney, I commend me
How come it be, some lame ass nigga talking about
"Ah, he don't rap enough"
But y'all rap a lot and I'm like "Wrap it up, hoe"
You ain't Scarface, you ain't Willie D
You ain't Bushwick, you ain't killin' me
Better play with your motherfuckin' momma
Bet you still stay with your motherfuckin' momma
Keep sleeping on me, I'mma rock my pajamas
In the daytime, I swear, I promise
Dare a nigga say something, tear a nigga face off
How come Blacks don't play baseball?
Y'all white, know y'all can taste all this
Fly shit, I stay finna take off
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane
Bet it up, head erupts
A lava language in a vocal volcanic
If it ain't fixed, don't broke it, don't panic
If it ain't this, it ain't shit, goddamn it
If it ain't this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
And if it ain't hip, it don't hop, well then hush
Man, they sound like, man, they stole your
Man, they look like-nope, it ain't us
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Wait, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you Dana Dane
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
Do Ya damn Thing, Do Ya Thing-a-Thing
You ain't fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
[André 3000:]
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people? Yeah
Trying so hard to act like we don't care (I don't care)
But it's true, you do, nothing is left
So I guess I'm right
[André 3000:]
Flip the page, our days are revelatious
Space is strange, doctor, I've got no patience
Oh, it's all a part of the process (Okay, okay)
Nothing's new, it's true, cool, I admit
Shit, I guess you're right
Real gamers listen to the full 13 minute version
I only came here for Andre 3000 this Time
I came here from Deadman
If only the album was this hard
I'm the shit
Its just..it's not the shit.
Aca esta el comentario en español que querian xD
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