The Magic Number

Got to have soul

Three 

That's the magic number (Three)

Yes, it is

It's the magic number  (Three)

Somewhere in this hip-hop soul community

Was born three: Mase, Dove, and me 

And that's the magic number  (What does it all mean?)

Difficult preaching is Posdnuos' pleasure 

Pleasure and preaching starts in the heart 

Something that stimulates the music in the measure 

Measure in the music, raised in three parts 

Casually see, but don't do like the Soul

'Cause seein', and doin' are actions for monkeys

Doin' hip-hop hustle, no rock and roll

Unless your name's Brewster, cause Brewster's a Punky (Three)

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

Criticizing rap shows, you're out of order

Stop, look and listen to the phrase ya Fred Astaire’s

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

A tri-camera roll system is now set

Fly rhymes are stored under D.A.I.S.Y. productions

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

That the action's not a trick, but showing off the function (What does it all mean?)

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  (Three)

This here piece of the pie 

Is not dessert, but the course that we dine

And three out of every darn time 

The effect is, "Mmm" when a daisy grows in your mind

Showing true position, this here piece is 

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

When that negative number fills up the casualty 

Maybe you can subtract it 

You can call it your lucky partner 

Maybe you can call it your adjective 

But odd as it may be 

Without my one, and two, where would there be

My three?

Mase, Pos and me

And that's the Magic Number  (What does it all mean?)

Focus is formed by flaunt to the soul

Souls who flaunt style gain praises by pounds

Common are speakers who honor the scroll 

Scroll written daily creates a new sound 

Listeners, listen, 'cause this here is wisdom

Wisdom of a Speaker, a Dove, and a Plug

Set aside a legal substance to feed ‘em 

For now get 'em high off this dialect drug (Three)

Time is a factor, so it's time that count

Count not the negative actions of one 

Speakers of soul say "It's time to shout"

Three forms the soul to a positive sum 

Dance to this fix, and flex every muscle

Space can be filled if you ride like my lumber 

Advance to the tune, but don't do the hustle

Shake, rattle, roll to my Magic Number (Three)

Now you may try to subtract it 

But it just won't go away 

Three times one?  (What is it?)

One, two, three (Yeah)

And that's a Magic Number 

Yo, what's up? (One, two, three)

I say, children, what does it all mean? (Whoa-whoa-whoa, one, two, three)

I wouldn't lie to you

No more no less, that's a magic number

No more, no less

What is?

No more, no less

Is this the future?

No more, no less

Do the shing-a-ling

No more, no less

Lord, tomboy tryna talk to me

No more, no less

No more, no less (How high's the water, mama?)

No more no less (How high's the water, mama?)

No more no less (3 feet high and rising)

No more no less

Three

That's a magic number