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| 2. |
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| 3. |
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| 4. |
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[Butterfly]
We jettin, we jettin, we jettin uptown We jettin, we jettin, we jettin downtown We jettin, we jettin, we jettin crosstown We jettin, we jettin, we jettin, we jettin We jettin uptown (uptown) We jettin downtown (downtown) We jettin crosstown We jettin all around No wonder, no wonder, 8th wonder, 8th wonder 's Funkay [Ladybug] I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure Saw C-know in my tennis skirt(?) And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this Now here's a nation for my Nation cuz I place you on the dynomite Right? The creamin' to schemin' to get it Right demeans almighty dolla The green power, let loose for the hour I chose the Black Power, extra fly joint for mocha to yellow paper And you know I don't delay Together with my honey like silk to sew We grow and take you back to like afros And no quittin or gettin jumped by the system Its all day, all play got verbs and such And cuts and crew, no blue eyes To emulate, some straight but yea we straight up Funkay Ease back, the g's back as an o.d. gettin Funkay The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad Funkay East coast to west we stays fresh Ezay Smoke rise from the borrough where that black cool blow(?) [C-know] The globe spins, jims is drop No fakin, no bakin three bridges fo money makin Crooklyn, the ep swinger's lounge-out spot Roll when I pass lake up drop my saz Grab my mic-ro, you know how we do in the joint Do a borrough check to see exactly who in the joint Hot spots, city streets lot spots and jeeps As a flow-er I'm Nile, rivers of style (fresh kid) Yea, stories complete (fresh kid) Rollin on them New York streets With them no-poor beats at the parliment 7s up C-know steelo no equal, but the sun and thats Funkay Ease back, the g's is back as an o-d gettin Funkay The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad Funkay East coast to west we stays fresh I say Quicklay Smoke rise from the borrogh where that black cool blow [Butterfly] Its that naykle slick near keep it deep from my heads Let a fed up, appearin in my camulflage My hustler walk's in New York Su fronts say Gucci we make lucci, and never hesitaste the setting Slap hands with my hands from the lands of Crook Bein lovely over jams that's on the flams w/hook Bear muffs, wear cush, its Flatbush Hear the mental's instramental cuz it's ash to dust I like to hit live deep, keep fam tight tight Keep the vocal strictly any joint, it's right Let me fly Ease back, the g's back w/the r Sun is in, the clouds on loud I got raised by the blue street lights of four cities My heros died in prison: George Jackson Action, she's Buttaflyin, I'm cool eyein And I rock snow low unless a scrambler got Me and my honey, we be like Bobby and Erica Me and my monies, we'll hurt you boulevard and..(?) One love, gun love come free the land w/us Pigs they cannot shoot this plush and creamy lavishnuss Before I pop I'd rather die in baggy Guess and Timbs And I put that on the BKLYN and thats Funkay Ease back the g's back as an o.d. gettin Funkay The sun sets, you vex, we gets mad Funkay East coast to west we stays fresh and we do it on the Slicklay Smoke rise from the borrogh where the black cool blow We jettin, we jettin, we jettin uptown... |
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| 4:47 |
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boogie jive and rap is life where i'm from
where i'm from i might play with izzy where i'm from where i'm from it be like run you coat black jupiter keeps the fat beats by the pack where i'm from nappy hair is life we be reading marx where i'm from the kids be rockin clocks where i'm from you turn around your cap you talk over a beat and dig some sounds boomin out a jeep where i'm from cocoons hide the youth swoon units 100 proof you want some beef they will cut you some where i'm form the beats is infinite where i'm from voodoo, ? gangster lean where i'm from i'm interplaetary my insect movements vary it's kinky if it's hair g where i'm from the firehoses blow it's purple wind and snow i do a hit and go it's hip what's hip when hip is just the norm cause planets pledge allegiance to the funk in all it's forms the kinks the dance the prints in all the shirts my grandmother tolld mama that it's africa at work on vibes we free the universal beat you find it at the spot you here the ends of every week we twist exist to spin the maddest hits up here funk is our neighbor so we paid it a visit ? for rock we can't do nothin for this we come equipped off disc off tape rap blastin til from 8 the really truly fat the fly on the flip coco gotta know how planets gotta roll speak the mega cool get funky is our goal it's calm relax we only some new jacks that ask for the funk but don't play the role where you from .... projects tenements pyramids where i'm from we livin off the boom boom crack it's that hiphop rockers jazz where i'm ats peace be the greeting of the insect tribe pestilent forces can't catch the vibe we live to love and we love to rock mics we speak in ghetto tongue cause ghetto's the life food for though so get a buffet plate the lyrics are so fat you might gain weight so just watch me stop alone into the sunset left foot right foot 1-2 mic check brewin funk inside my soul kitchen so pull up a chair here's a bit have a listen ? damn i know you're fluent ye cause doodle ain't havin it and butterfly knew it where you from |
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| 5:05 |
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| 7. |
| 4:22 |
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[Butterfly]
DPS forever hit ya' with the live stuff Suliman the Bronx Ripper on the live puff V Love, that's my money like dominoes Brooklyn do keep it rocking till the sun shows I pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk my junk I pop my junk my junk, Pop my junk my junk I pop my junk my junk, like what you want you want Pop my junk my junk, I pop my junk The noise that we made is blue, in color sound ???? that play my crew couldn't walk the new found I chalk the new sound I bop like Teddy Charles was burning when I excurse on excursions Arriving at the doors of mind shores of seas Burnt you with degrees solarly Plus my leather jacket go acid disappear in the wisp In the mist, with a fist Proletariat, Cad-i-lac steering it Fro soul gold Panther crew grab our poppers Now, I'm making bacon Still saying wa ah salaam ah lakum Fresh joints we make 'em like water Butter rap treasures at my leisure whatever whatever So I gave my mind a pound cause y'all we had it down We symbolize the blessed and represent the rest Grass in my pockets I release my hot rockets K.B. said "What you give 'em?" I was like "Mad rhythm." That's my junk [Ladybug Mecca] Eric ???? always hits me with the live stuff Bahamadia back the sounds with the love love T.J. and Lisa real peoples 89 and still In Fort Green on diamond back is where I'm at Feelin' da funk da funk that's in the trunk the trunk I feel the funk da funk, feelin' the funk da funk I'm feelin' funk da funk I'm in the trunk da trunk Feelin' da funk da funk, I am the funk I raise everyday for the mass Tote my fist right up right against the fascist Descend to my borough digs my diction It's way on time ???? So watch fifth line still shining I'm left this year a ???? player In my vein lives bell hooks Derrick Bell, Reggie Butler See Marvin knew it, and Sly knew it Cube know it and now we do it outta Brooklyn Outta sight brown sandals ???? in M.C.s with angles Commit to street corners where players be jayin I'm saying a Digable swinger Word to mouth brought the clout 'specially in the summer We vanish like vapor Burn paper We deal real-real so chill We linger in the funk [Butterfly] Yes Yes, bus stop what's (Watts) up On the script side Low down the whole mix and flips I 63 Jay be |
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| 4:21 |
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[Butterfly]
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids Us flow a rush when the DJ's boomin classics You dig the crew on the fattest hip hop records He touch the kinks and sinks into the sounds She frequents the fatter joints called undergrounds Our funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane They flock to booms man boogie had to change Who freaks the clips with mad amount percussion Where kinky hair goes to unthought-of dimensions Why's it so fly cause hip hop kept some drama When Butterfly rocked his light blue-suede Pumas What by the cut we push it off the corner How was the buzz entire hip hop era? Was fresh and fat since they started sayin audi Cause funks made fat from right beneath my hoodie The puba of the styles like miles and shit Like sixties funky worms with waves and perms Just sendin chunky rhythms right down ya block We be to rap what key be to lock But I'm cool like dat [x7] I'm cool...I'm cool... [Ladybug] We be the chocolates taps on my raps Innovates at the sweeta cat naps He at the funk club with the vibrate Them they be crazy down with the ?five plate? It can kick a plan then a crowd burst Me I be diggin it with s bump verse Us we be freakin til dawn blinks an eye He gives the strangest smile so I say hi (wassup) Who understood yeah understood the plan Him heard a beat and put it to his hands What I just flip let borders get loose How to consume or they'll be just like juice If its the shit we'll lift it off the plastic The babes'll go spastic Hip hop gains a classic Pimp playin shock it dont matter I'm fatter Ax Butta how I zone (man Cleopatra Jones) And I'm chill like dat [x7] I'm chill...I'm chill... [All] Blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink..blink.... Think..think..think..think..think..think..think... [Doodlebug] We get ya free cause the clips be fat boss Them they're the jams and commence to goin off She sweats the beat and ask me cause she puffed it Me I got crew kids seven and a crescent Us cause a buzz when the nickel bags are dealt Him thats my man with the asteroid belt They catch a fizz from the Mr. Doodle-big He rocks a tee from the Crooklyn non-pigs The rebirth of slick like my gangsta stroll The lyrics just like loot come in stacks and rolls You used to find a bug in a box with fade Now he boogies up your stage plaits twist or braids And I'm peace like dat [x7] I'm Peace [Butterfly] Check it out man I groove like dat I'm smmoce like dat I jive like dat I roll like dat [Ladybug] Yeah I'm thick like dat I stack like dat I'm down like dat I'm black like dat [Doodlebug] Well yo I funk like dat I'm fat like dat I'm in like dat Cause I swing like dat [Butterfly] We jazz like dat We freak like dat We zoom like dat We out...we out... |
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| 5:21 |
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| 10. |
| 5:25 |
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Butterfly searchin for a relax
Pullin from the jazz stacks cause it's Sunday On the air is incense sounds to the ceiling Tried to get this feelin since Monday Lookin out the window watchin all the people go Buggin off a funny vibe cause now it seems they're equal Wonder what would 'trane say wonder what my pop say Buggin off the calmness in the Apple Who me I'm coolin in NY, I'm chillin in NY The hoods is on my block and the brothers at the court The baseball hats is on and the projects is calm Dreamtime's extended - and highly recommended But early birds like me's up checkin out the scene The early worms jog, forget about your job Just come dig the essence while the decadence is hidden When people act like people the theory? If you know the norm it's like Hades transformed On sunday's early hours the city sprouts its flowers So get with the rhythms while you gettin with the planets Vibe off the jams but don't take them for granted We venture through the streets in search of funky beats Extensive is the travels and it's heavy on the sneaks Ye it's kickin out the speakers of the sunday morning jeepers My man do planets do it lovely? Am I my brother's keeper? We foot it to the park where the swoon units walk And sit with the phoenicians diggin on musicians Hangin with the rebels sippin on a Snapple Buggin with my crew just trippin in the Apple You be thinkin peace when you're vibin with your flock But you be thinkin damn everybody's got a glock If you got some beef please express that in silence Or else - violence But right here is the life it's the children of the concrete Livin off the fruits and the functions of the fat beats Hip-Hop's all around the members is growin Please dig on the sounds cause the good vibes they snowin Wake up, prayin' that the game's on Maybe it's the Runnin' Rebs, maybe it's the Knicks Maybe it's a rerun of an old tv show Like hawaii 5-0 or karate flicks Maybe if the phone rings butterfly will take wings Speakin on some cool things frontin like I cope Born under flat ground now I'm chillin shaky ground Reachin for pacific heights sunday is my rope - dig it Sunday's to relax Some Sunday morning drama is callin up my mama The hot line is in I guess the ? knew the deal Vibin off the jams of the crews on Sugarhill Lay around and think ain't nothin to do Checkin out some frommes, some satre, camus Mingus's Ah Um, damn Roach can drum The DP's are life there they go here they come It's time to grab some loot put on the timber boots Checking out some dollies/dali's like tasha and kamali NY is a museum with its posters and graffiti If you're in the city on Sunday Come check me, get with me |
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| 4:36 |
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butterfly searchin for a relax pullin from the jazz stacks cause it's
sunday on the air is incense sounds to the ceiling tried to get this feelin since monday lookin out the window watchin all the people go buggin off a funny vibe cause now it seems they're equal wonder what would trane say wonder what my pop say buggin off the calmness in the apple who me i'm coolin in ny, i'm chillin in ny the hoods is on my block and the brothers at the court the baseball hats is on and the projects is calm dreamtime's extended - and highly recommended but early birds like me's up checkin out the scene the early worms jog, forget about your job just come dig the essence while the decadence is hidden when people act like people the theory ?? if you know the norm it's like hades transformed on sunday's early hours the city sprouts its flowers so get with the rhythms while you gettin with the planets vibe off the jams but don't take them for granted we venture through the streets in search of funky beats extensive is the travels and it's heavy on the sneaks ye it's kickin out the speakers of the sunday morning jeepers my man do planets do it lovely? am i my brother's keeper? we foot it to the park where the swoon units walk and sit with the phoenicians diggin on musicians hangin with the rebels sippin on a snapple buggin with my crew just trippin in the apple you be thinkin peace when you're vibin with your flock but you be thinkin damn everybody's got a glock if you got some beef please express that in silence or else - violence but right here is the life it's the children of the concrete livin off the fruits and the functions of the fat beats hiphop's all around the members is growin please dig on the sounds cause the good vibes they snowin wake up prayin that the game's on maybe it's the ? maybe it's the nicks maybe it's a rerun of an old tv show like hawaii 5-0 or karate flicks maybe if the phone rings butterfly will take wings speakin on some cool things frontin like i cope born under flat ground now i'm chillin shaky ground reachin for pacific heights sunday is my rope - dig it sunday's to relax some sunday morning drama is callin up my mama the hot line is in i guess the ? knew the deal vibin off the jams of the crews on sugar hill lay around and think ain't nothin to do checkin out some frommes, some satre, camus minguses are hummed, damn ? can drum the dp's are life there they go here they come it's time to grab some loot put on the timber boots checking out some dollies/dali's like tasha and kamali ny is a museum with its posters and graffiti if you're in the city on sunday come check me get with me |
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| 3:56 |
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| 13. |
| 4:39 |
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boogie jive and rap is life where i'm from
where i'm from i might play with izzy where i'm from where i'm from it be like run you coat black jupiter keeps the fat beats by the pack where i'm from nappy hair is life we be reading marx where i'm from the kids be rockin clocks where i'm from you turn around your cap you talk over a beat and dig some sounds boomin out a jeep where i'm from cocoons hide the youth swoon units 100 proof you want some beef they will cut you some where i'm form the beats is infinite where i'm from voodoo, ? gangster lean where i'm from i'm interplaetary my insect movements vary it's kinky if it's hair g where i'm from the firehoses blow it's purple wind and snow i do a hit and go it's hip what's hip when hip is just the norm cause planets pledge allegiance to the funk in all it's forms the kinks the dance the prints in all the shirts my grandmother tolld mama that it's africa at work on vibes we free the universal beat you find it at the spot you here the ends of every week we twist exist to spin the maddest hits up here funk is our neighbor so we paid it a visit ? for rock we can't do nothin for this we come equipped off disc off tape rap blastin til from 8 the really truly fat the fly on the flip coco gotta know how planets gotta roll speak the mega cool get funky is our goal it's calm relax we only some new jacks that ask for the funk but don't play the role where you from .... projects tenements pyramids where i'm from we livin off the boom boom crack it's that hiphop rockers jazz where i'm ats peace be the greeting of the insect tribe pestilent forces can't catch the vibe we live to love and we love to rock mics we speak in ghetto tongue cause ghetto's the life food for though so get a buffet plate the lyrics are so fat you might gain weight so just watch me stop alone into the sunset left foot right foot 1-2 mic check brewin funk inside my soul kitchen so pull up a chair here's a bit have a listen ? damn i know you're fluent ye cause doodle ain't havin it and butterfly knew it where you from |
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