Tennis - De La Soul

Ugh!

I’m glad she started

Yo man, first thing we gotta do is get you a new car, man

Yeah well, that’s what happens when you leave your partner behind and

everything… the whole shit

No, you left me!

I didn’t leave you

Nah, you left me, duke

Heh, yo anyway, yo what time the studio tomorrow?

Um… I’m down to start at like.

oh, I can’t see

I’m down to start at like.

ten?

You need a new car, nigga

Yeah, ten is good for me, man

That’s definitely good for me, um

Right now, I think, just drop me off at Ken-Du's crib, B

Drop you off?

Like you dropped me off?

Get the fuck outta here!

Nigga, you left me!

Deen Lamont Whitter, cut this shit…

City lights

It’s cheeba night, in Holly-hood

My ace in the hole, my ace boon

It’s been so long, happened so soon

Thought I lost you love, now I’m lost and found

Searching high and low, and underground

Got the bond back, and the bomb back

See when hearts race, we throw the batons back

We at the finish line, let’s celebrate

Troubled minds, we meditate

With a handshake, not a contract

See a brother’s love ignites with contact

Once hopeless, now I’m hopeful

Not remotely the path that we hoped for

What we wrote for is all we built, Pop

I’ma take it to the grave and the hilltop

Now that’s love!

First Serve, it’s like tennis

It’s the love, love, it’s the love, love

It’s like tennis, it’s the perfect match

It’s the love, love, it’s the love, love

First Serve, it’s like tennis

It’s the love, love, it’s the love, love

It’s like tennis, it’s the perfect match

It’s the love, love, it’s the love, love

Aight man, so I’ll check you later, bro

Aight, B, get at me!

Back on home plate, after runnin them bases

So many places, but nothin could replace thy love

And I meant this, left as an apprentice

Now that we back

Me and Deen’s tryin to be in all in them pockets like Dennis

Sorta like tennis, servin the business

Birds of a feather and together we in this

Raised part-time in these streets

While our parents phased hard times out our lives

And no guaran-tee that we wouldn’t

find us in trouble, like kids troublemaking we did

My nigga Kenneth Dumar was rewarded a bid

And came out as Ken-Du and we continue

To memorize memories like we were elephants

Local shorties know we’re related to relevant

Leather-tough dynamic duo duff niggaz out with the (boom! pow!)

Fuck around and show you how, First Serve!

First Serve, it’s like tennis

It’s the love, love, it’s the love, love

It’s like tennis, it’s the perfect match

It’s the love, love, it’s the love, love

First Serve, it’s like tennis

It’s the love, love, it’s the love, love

It’s like tennis, it’s the perfect match

It’s the love, love, it’s the love, love