Digable Planets - The May 4th Movement Starring Doodlebug | Текст песни

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Intro: Doodlebug & Mecca

Uh. Uh. Funky Funky
Alright

One time, for your mind
Two times, for Moomie and St. Crew
Three times, for my Brooklyn dimes
Seven times, for pleasure

I don't trip
She/I don't trip
We don't trip. Nah, we don't trip
He don't trip. Tees don't trip
We don't trip: pleasure

Verse 1: Mecca

Now, 16 times for the mind thieves
For my thinkin' in dilemmas; I am Erika
Counterfeits don't stop the wettest of us
We Brooklyn; re-define the black
People equal to who? Yeah
What you supply, I know and I know
And I drop dit

But, tryin to score on my pride
I'm in my cammie
We bust at COINTELPRO
We creamy, like, fuck that
We creamy spies, tell you schemey lies
We let our creamy bullets fly;
Should it reflect the sun? We say yes
When we think of gettin' dipped, we say yes
Say yo, comrades, rest. Because

Mecca & Butterfly

We all bounce. We all bounce
I do bounce. Yes, he/I do bounce
She do bounce. Yes, we all bounce
I all bounce. We all bounce

Verse 2: Butterfly

From back since the Crook' coughta rep'
For givin' birth to horn loopers
I took my first step with confidence: born troopers

Got caps on gold cans for the halls I spray
Slapped hands with my mans by the walls we play
Now it's Tims and camouflage: complete sag
Large pulls, my squad rules
From sonar to lunar, jeep to deck
From no boot to Pumas: [I'm] rolled up like mesh

My cousin sent the Kite
I read it in the corner, circle see low
Now all the niggers hated CEOs
We move on the dee e low, for our fam' in jail
No stars, just bars. No cars, unless the B.M.T own 'em
Crook-town bound--street stealth--that's how I roam 'em

I drape soul hearts, I make soul darts
Cover mad areas in my Crepe Soul Clarks
MCs lyin'. Is dyin' rap-off
But here we are ya'll. With pleasure
So it's

Mecca &Butterfly:

One time, for your mind
Twice times, for Moomie and St. Crew
Thrice times, for the Brooklyn dimes
And seven times, for pleasure

I stay on. She stay on
We stay on, yeah, we stay on
He is/stay on. We be on. We stay on
With pleasure

Verse 3: Doodlebug

Here I go, the seven-odd, Manchu squad
Black notes, I quote, I dedicate to my youngster
Via subway cars, I span the Metro
See no so steelow, is livin' on the Dee.Low

Galactic Traveler, eternal explorer
Like the Invincible Master Agent--a true warrior
Neither here nor there. The master of illusion
My sun moon set catches rep, when we be cruisin'

The New York boroughs, with classic boombastic
Studied all the styles and got nasty at it
Like a Thelonious Monk, I travel in peace
Left on, right on, black man from the east. Uh

All:

We don't quit. We don't quit. Nah ah
We don't quit. We don't quit

Verse 4: Butterfly

Like for nuthin' but beats and cheese
Subzero degrees can't freeze the cool breeze
Ease-, easy, straight Brooklyn dude
Hitchu' off with some pellets, they're Brooklyn smooth

It's that certain style. Uh-huh
I shoot a leg bar, squeeze off, style quarters
Til' herbs feel stressed
Playin' slick games and avoid arrest

Verse 5: Mecca

I shows, five seconds after that, I flows
Left on, conjure rebel grows levels, we grow
Jonesing on the curb, I glow, still posin'
And be girl freshestess, left this gets with
MCs want in, all of 'em. Bust 90 my levels
And my whole crew poor, with pleasure

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