Nosed Up Lyrics - De La Soul

And in from the door steps a dumbass struts the fool's gold 

Know-it-all, and you wear it well 

Funk-less in full length 

Too square to stand for anything 

Somebody get that man a chair 

No matter where you opt to sit, the opposite-attract law don't fit 

Repel even the docile 

Always showing your nostrils, got em hostile 

The way you're so uppity, till someone barks on ya 

You get puppy feet 

Quite a laugh, cause you don't know half, but act like you own a puzzle 

And everyone allegedly under you, begging just to guzzle from your fountain of fresh 

(Hashtag) 

Fuck outta here, they rather stay clear 

Roll up the papers and pass 

While you turn your nose from the smell 

Like Stanley on Fridays 

Saying we should stay off the grass 

As if the lines you sniff is more healthy 

Delusions of prestige is not where the health be 

B, you need to get it together 

But nah, here comes you, part Frank Drebin, part Mr. Magoo 

Stay stepping into trouble 

Oh so [?] when you're repping for your bubble 

But bubbles can get popped, exposed to reality 

Watch the words that drop 

There's not enough salary to cover the check 

'Fore you're behind on cash 

People can see you coming like 9/11 ash 

Toxic till your last days 

And with your shady maneuvers 

No one will include you where they ass stays 

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Behold your royal highness of sinus 

It's near 100 miles of running cause your nose needs plumbin' 

Captain Nose-dive reporting for duty on the good ship Handkerchief, all aboard 

And that goes for you too, Nostril-damus 

He who knows nose 

And from the from the rooty to the tooty he defines snooty 

Somebody asked me the other day is the brother a brother 

Does Kleenex wipe? 

Yeah I see that 

Like you got one eye on top of your third 

A star is born but whose claimin' that birthright 

At first sight you the well dressed Park Ave sachet 

Acclimated to the scent of your own tail (the bullshit) 

The same bull that rage when the buck stops 

You'll be walkin' on clouds but that's a smoke machine 

See your dineros can't buy bliss, you high fist then 

Turn into you flippin' the bird 

And every man under your wing 

You build your nest egg but you was spoiled rotten 

Forgotten you can get robbed of your fame 

Beak out like pelicans 

You relishin' the fact that you stand feet from stardom 

You bargain astonishin' antiques in this modern way of livin' 

So tight and not a half size forgivin', you takin' the piss 

You got a butler in duplex 

Them two Tecs and our God won't protect ya 

Can't stay in them white gloves for too long Mr. Handyman 

Canaries don't chirp in your candy land 

Give them motherfuckin' pigeons a hug 

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And then he strolls through the valley of dark 

Nincompoop, simpleton 

Stranger to his own father 

Seldom down to get down 

And just never stays up 

Well, I'm yours son 

We talkin' up there like a satellite 

Species: canis lupus, unfamiliar 

What's happening, dog? 

You smell more like pig to me 

La-la-la-la-la 

Do-do-do-do 

Be careful with your nose bro 

La-la-la-la-la 

Do-do-do-do 

Be careful with your nose bro 

La-la-la-la-la 

Do-do-do-do 

Be careful with your nose bro 

La-la-la-la-la 

Do-do-do-do 

Be careful with your nose bro