Graffiti(Remastered)

歌詞

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