[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 Toys who played my crew couldn't walk the new ground Or chalk the new sound A 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 Grabs 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 Dolphy 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 fix my diction It's way on time Fossil 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 handlin' 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 B and M.C. baby blue great Do it fluent keep it real and straight
[Ladybug] We make it bump de bump, we make it bump se bump We make it pump se pump, we make it bump
[Butterfly] Save your corny missions for the tracks you lying on We got ammunition for the streets we dying on