De La Soul - Potholes in My Lawn (Official Music Video) [HD]

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Lyrics
(Yo, something's wrong here. No, not again!) 
(Get the daisies for the...) 
Potholes in my lawn 
Potholes in my lawn 
Potholes in my lawn 

Everybody's sayin' 
What to do when sucka lunatics start diggin' and chewin' 
They don't know that the Soul don't go for that 
Potholes in my lawn 
And that goes for my rhyme sheet 
Which I concentrated so hard on, see 
I don't ask for maximum security 
But my dwellin' is swellin' 
It nipped my bud when I happened to fall 
Into a spot 
Where no ink or an inkblot 
Was on a scroll 
I just wrote me a new mo 
But now it's gone 
There's no 
Suckers knew that I hate 
To recognize that every time I'm writin' 
It's gone 

(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ay) 
(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ee-hee-hee-hee) 
Potholes in my lawn 

I've found that it's not wise 
To leave my garden untended 
Cause eyes have now pardoned all laws of privacy 
Even paws are after my writer 
See, I've found that everyone's sayin' 
What to do when suckers are preyin' 
On my well-guarded spreadsheets 
Oh why, hell does it send up fleets 
Of evil-doers through the big hole 
To get to evil-doers who dig holes 
Which leaves my lawn with lawn-chew 
I think I'd better plant traces to give clues 
Or better yet call 911 
And when they get here I inform them I'm the Plug One 
Open a chair and let them realize the reason 
For concern of the Soul 
Cause we've come down with a case of potholes 

(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ay) 
(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ee-hee-hee-hee) 
Potholes in my lawn 

(Who stole, who stole, who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?) 

Now you got the method 
What to do when you die 
The death that I predict in 'Plug Tunin' 
It's a shame that you deny to claim 
That you stole my words of fame 
That I wrote in my rhyme sheet 
Which I concentrated so hard on, see 
I don't ask for a barbed wire fence, B 
But my dwellin' is swellin' 
It nipped my bud when I happened to fall 
Into a spot 
Where no ink or an inkblot 
Was on a scroll 
I just wrote me a new mo 
But now it's gone 'cause those 
Suckers knew that I hate 
To recognize that every time I'm writin' 
It's gone 
Potholes in my lawn 

(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ay) 
(Yodel-a-hee, Yodel-oh-hee, Yodel-ee-hee-hee-hee) 
Potholes in my lawn

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