"Fanatic of The B Word" as written by David Jolicoeur, Vincent Mason, Kelvin Mercer, A. Titus, Paul Huston, Donald Edward Kinsey, Ralph Edward Kinsey and M. Jones....
Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody do the baseball
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody do the baseball
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody
Come on everybody let's baseball

A Nubian sprocket is the one
Plug One, cut the cap
Forward is the marcher of the chant
To the clan, unless you slept
Willy to the Wonka of the feat
Smoke your blunt, but close your drapes
If we get fined by police
Don't worry, yo, I got the papes
Toxic is the talk that I tell
Tell the tales from the lady who's fat
Chris made the dope beat but no Bo Peeps
(And you can't beat that with a baseball bat)

Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody do the baseball
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody do the baseball
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody
Come on everybody let's baseball

Swing is the is of my step
Plug Two, groove a gut
On gets by when it's kept
Three miles to my step
Forgiveness to the foes is false
I cook goose and serve a plate
Position is opposed to a loss
No cost, no relate
Brother got a badge of his own
Because the link of the life is slack
This licks 'em down to the Tootsie Pop
(And you can't beat that with a baseball bat)

Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody do the baseball
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody do the baseball
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody
Come on everybody let's baseball

Move over just a bit to the right of me
For I cannot see where the booty is
I sit, I'm looking out a foggy window
Crack it just a bit, yo this is showbiz
It's as though a pound goes around and around
So I give a pound then I do the step
Dres will be with Boca on the side
Can I crack a smile for doz who slept
Phonetics and kinetics perservere
Therefore I kick it
I took the L.I.R.R. but I did not have a ticket
Had some Chinese food but I didn't have a spoon
I had a dope rhyme but I didn't have it soon
I'm looking out the window
Day is filled with rain and gloom
Man oh man oh man I hope I find my spoon soon
Eating large fish cause I know it ain't cat
(And you can't beat that with a baseball bat)

Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody do the baseball
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody let's baseball
Come on everybody do the baseball
Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody
Come on everybody let's baseball


Lyrics submitted by ButNeverOutgunned

"Fanatic of the B Word" as written by David J. Jolicoeur Paul E. Huston

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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    General CommentToo cool...the beat, the vocals, the outro (THIS MAY THE BEST OUTRO IN THE HISTORY OF HIP HOP _ GIVING SHOUT OUTS TO PEOPLE WHO MADE THEIR LIVES A BUMMER)

    I don't know what they are saying, or what any of the lyrics mean.

    In the last verse, the dude keeps referring to a window - giving us images through the window, or the window itself - the returns to the window again, literally. Its kind of brilliant writing and delivery. Still don't know what it means. When I figure out what a 'Nubian Sprocket' is I'll be able to identify the meaning beneath the image.

    Until then I will lean back, bob my head, and listen. This tune makes tears come to my eyes its so beautiful.

    De La Soul is alive and well in 2016
    PatMCon June 23, 2016   Link
  • 0
    General CommentToo cool...the beat, the vocals, the outro (THIS MAY THE BEST OUTRO IN THE HISTORY OF HIP HOP _ GIVING SHOUT OUTS TO PEOPLE WHO MADE THEIR LIVES A BUMMER)

    I don't know what they are saying, or what any of the lyrics mean.

    In the last verse, the dude keeps referring to a window - giving us images through the window, or the window itself - the returns to the window again, literally. Its kind of brilliant writing and delivery. Still don't know what it means. When I figure out what a 'Nubian Sprocket' is I'll be able to identify the meaning beneath the image.

    Until then I will lean back, bob my head, and listen. This tune makes tears come to my eyes its so beautiful.

    De La Soul is alive and well in 2016
    PatMCon June 23, 2016   Link
  • 0
    General CommentListen to that scratchin' at the end - a lost art.
    PatMCon June 23, 2016   Link

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