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
