De La Soul — Me Myself & I Live at Tramps NYC 1996

[Intro: Mos Def, Trugoy the Dove, Both]] Is y'all gon' do the one? (What? What?) The one - just to get it over with The one I can't stand but that everybody's diggin' Just do it to get it over with (The shit we hate?) The shit we hate (We hate this song) Hate this song (Hate this song) We hate this song, we hate this song We hate this song, we hate this song We hate this song, but y'all love the song So love the song, love the song Come on, everybody, let's love the song Love the song, love the song Come on, everybody, let's love the song [Verse 1: Trugoy the Dove] I say mirror, mirror on the wall Tell me, mirror, what is wrong? Can it be my De La clothes (Or is it 'cause we hate this song?) What I do ain't make-believe (Make-believe) People say I sit and try (Sit and try) But when it comes to being De La Soul It's just me myself and I [Chorus: De La Soul] Now sing that shit, oh oh oh oh oh It's just me myself and I y'all It's just me myself, sing that shit, oh oh oh oh It's just me myself and I (Ayo, why don't you tell 'em about yourself) [Verse 2: Posdnous] Now y'all tease my new haircut And me without my spectacles You say Plug One and Two are hippies No, we're not, that's pure Plug bull Always pushing that we've formed an image Yo, there's no need to lie When it comes to being Plug One It's just me myself and I [Chorus: De La Soul] One more time, sing that shit Oh oh oh oh oh It's just me myself and I, y'all Sing that shit, sing it It's just me myself and oh oh oh oh oh It's just me myself and I (Check it out) (What?) (Yo, yo, yo) [Outro: De La Soul] Now in America today People think they know the way Of the Soul, De La is on the road To blink and clear the hay Behind the line of inner find We explain this time and time Daisies don't mean anything Daisies don't mean a fucking thing But the word itself when broken up Weighs just a larger pound D-A stands for T-H-E "I" is "Inner", "S" is "Sound" "Y" is "Y'all" which you should heed Da Inner Sound will help you breed But still we fought a healthy side When we have to explain It's just me, myself...and O.J. Simpson