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Rating: Who is the knuckelehead, wanting respect?!
No, no...that was probably Ghostface. So, let's start again:
Plug 1? Check!
Plug 2? Check!
Plug 3? Check!
If listening to De La Soul, in general, is like taking a walk in the park in springtime, then listening to "3 Feet High and Rising", in particular, is like eating a popsicle.
In fact, the album in question and a popsicle have a lot in common: the latter is fresh, colorful and anyone can enjoy it without worrying about calories.
And if this brilliant analogy could easily end the discussion on the record, what else is there for me to say, other than warmly recommending listening to "3 Feet High and Rising" (and rest assured it will put a smile on your face)? Beats me!
I could tell you that there are 24 tracks: in some they rap and in others they don't; in some they whisper, speak in French, grow daisies, simulate orgasms...
So, what are you waiting for?! The message of De La Soul is positive and sunny, and even if positivity isn't exactly blowing in your neck of the woods, well, it's spring nonetheless, isn't it?!
I'll leave you with a quote from the three that might hit the mark or might have nothing to do with it:
Ghetto gained a ghetto name from ghetto ways
Now there must be ghetto gangs and ghetto play
If ghetto thing can have its way and get arranged
Then there must be some ghetto love and ghetto change
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
09 Brain Washed Follower (02:52)
JEFF: Yo yo, hey man, ain't you guys um, Plug One? Plug Two?
Potholes in my Lawn? You're those weird guys, De La Soul, right?
DOVE: Yeah, what's up little man, how you feeling, I'm Dove, how you
feeling.
POS: Yo what's up man, my name is Pos.
MASE: What's up, I'm Mase. Yo, shorty, what's your name?
JEFF: Oh, my name? Jeff. You guys are walking? Now rappers ain't
supposed to walk.
POS: Sorry little man, but you know...
JEFF: Jeff. I told you, my name is Jeff. If you guys are rappers,
where's your dukey gold chains? Y'all don't have no dukey gold chains.
MASE: We don't wear gold chains, we'd rather spend our money on
more important things like, women, necessities...
DE LA SOUL: And video games!
JEFF: Y'all are crazy. No chains, dag. Okay, where's your BMW?
You're not supposed to walk. Where's your jeeps, your Maximas?
DOVE: Maximas? Yo, Maxin' would break my flow. And with the cause of
gas, Jeff man, I'd rather take the transit that's mass.
JEFF: What you say? You are C-R-A-Z-E-E. Crazee. Don't you know you
can't be def if you don't have no gold? Or a car, man? What's up?
MASE: Who told you that?
JEFF: Everybody who's def has gold, cars, money, girls, clothes...
MASE: Wait a minute, wait a minute, shorty, you're buggin'. Do you like
Plug Tunin' and
Potholes?
JEFF: Yeah that song's def.
POS: But we don't wear no gold chains, nor do we ride BMW's and
Maxes or Jeeps, yet you still think our music is def, right? Wait a
minute. Did I say 'def'?
DE LA SOUL: Rrrr-RRAH!
JEFF: What?
POS: Nothing, nothing. It's just that we don't deal with all that
materialistic stuff, but we still got what it takes to please and
supply our listeners, understand my man?
JEFF: Where's your beepers? Why don't you have beepers? Everybody
wears beepers. You have to have beepers to look down.
MASE: AAAUUGHHH! Little man is brainwashed indeed!
DOVE: Nah, nah. Beepers are the least of status situators, man. Plus
I find them ugly as parking tickets.
JEFF: You guys talk funny.
POS: Well actually our verbal is kinetic, so when released flow A to
Z is perfectly pitched in andvance in intricacy.
JEFF: Yeah you homeboys are really bugged.
POS: Wait a minute. Did he say...
MASE: Bugged?
DE LA SOUL: Rrrr-RRAH!
JEFF: So no car, no beepers, no gold. That's weak man, that's weak.
DOVE: Jesus, did he say 'weak?' Jesus, they never learn.
POS: Foolish mind, have I, have I.
MASE: Actin' like that lady!
DE LA SOUL: That lady!
POS: Peace, my brother...
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