Pacifics (ny Is Red Hot)

Digable Planets

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



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