De La Soul - The Magic Number

Unless your name's Brewster, 'cause Brewsters are funky

Parents let go 'cause there's magic in the air

Criticising rap shows you're out of order

Stop look and listen to the phrase Fred Astaires

And don't get offended while Mase do-se-do's your daughter

A tri-camera rolls since our music's now set

Fly rhymes are stored on a D.A.I.S.Y. production

It stands for "Da Inner Sound Y'all" and y'all can bet

That the action's not a trick, but showing the function

Everybody wants to be a deejay

Everybody wants to be an emcee

But being speakers are the best

And you don't have to guess

De La Soul posse consists of three

And that's the magic number

This here piece of the pie

Is not desser but the course that we dine

And three out of every darn time

The effect is "Mmmm" when a daisy grows in your mind

Showing true position, this here piece is

Kissin' the part of the pie that's missin'