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,
Old Man Moses lyrics

Well
I believe
oh yeah
well
I believe
oh yeah
well
I believe
oh yeah
old man Moses is dead.

Well
I believe
...
Have you heard about old man Mose
oh yeah
oh yeah.
Died in the field where the cotton grows.
Oh yeah
oh yeah.
Well
I believe
yes I do
well
I believe
yes I do
I believe
oh y
 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 minut
No Me Lo Confiesas lyrics

Laura Reyes
Piensas que me vas a convencer
que en tu vida no hay otro amor
que soy la ?nica
Debo prepararme para o?r
todas las mentiras que me vas a decir.
Finges y en tus ojos puedo ver
que la llama se apag? en tu coraz?n
no calles m?s y dime la verdad
que ya no me amas que quieres 
e, 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 
Have You Seen Me lyrics

Mommies, I've been stealing your babies I gag the brat and then maybe... 
I'll suck out his brain 
You know... Dead kids, they're making me feel almost hard 
Go get one from the school yard 
He bled like a stuck pig 
[Chorus:] 
Have you seen me? 
Have you seen me? 
Have you s
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...