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Digable Planets

Genres: Hip-Hop

9th Wonder (blackitolism) Lyrics - Digable Planets

Ah yea 

Whole world 

M-C's 

Whose slick? 

 

We lounge stay phat notice our G limp 

A natural flair with our fresh ass hair 

Style baggy out clouts slick 

Creamy and fresh east coast to west 

 

Brooklyn 

Uptown 

To the universal fair 

Old school M-C's 

 

I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year 

Myrtle Ave A train got the pic in my hair 

And what 16 joints later still lounge 

Fresh, from flat bush in my baggy booster gets 

 

Style is tight ee's bust the cami' fatigues 

50,000 leagues of black, so what's up 

Can we avenue slide player style ghetto walk 

To the east and wild Crooklyn, New york 

 

Creamy kid yo Smith and Wesson win a blessing 

The angular slang blow spots, bang, 11 

Hangin' like bats,'cause the 12 inch wax 

Say scorpio and my hair say 'fro 

 

And my blood say bro, my clics say, "Eh, yo!" 

Make sparks from the barrel me tal pistol 

To the depths I dive seems lunar like aqua 

The cool blast mega we black we wild flowers 

 

Scott La Rock had 'em all, I gots the ball 

And roll a little panthers through these project halls 

The 3 color flag can't hold my baggys sag 

7 1 8 to omega 

 

Black motion is ocean style 

Slick in my ways since days of the classic 

Now glamour boys want to be triple phatted 

But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year, yea 

 

East born Beast candles on 

Lovely all over the city 

And your tape deck blasting 

7 hours and the phat fly sneakers and the camouflage 

 

To the hip hop nation 

To the mix tape crew 

To the west coast 

To the boogie down Bronx 

 

I was raised in the ways of the Manchu Clan 

And 5 elements posture take a be boy stance 

With the gold front shinin', the baggy pants saggin' 

This Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin' 

 

But I'm climbin', findin' new ways of rhymin' 

Not livin' like a star is strickly about survivin' 

Divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto 

This downtown flavor shines from many angles 

 

Yes, the notorious, with rhymes so glorious 

The Manchu Monkey over flunkies is victorious 

Rappers be boring us with rhymes of conventional 

Dazed and amazed when they hear the three dimensional 

 

Lyrical skills of the insect emotion 

Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic potion 

Now I'm rolling with the 7 and the crescent 

Puffin' some expression, manifestin' today's lesson 

 

Stressin' the fact that I'm solar guaranteed to go far 

'Cause the mind is inter stellar 

Still pieced like that so have no fear 

But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year 

 

To the queens everywhere 

To the whole S I 

To the lumpen mass 

Don't forget about your peeps when ya 

 

Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea level 

93 million miles above these devils 

Play me in the winter, play me in the summer 

Play me in the autumn, any order 

 

You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like water 

Catch me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters 

We bouncing, moving within the truth circles 

We played you made you change,strictly ought to 

 

We stratify our wealth from my looty in the bank 

There's love amongst the ranks 

Now I'm a 'bout to meet my home girl 'cause we be alike 

A alike, see alike, let's G alike 

 

Jazzy Joyce 

(On the wheels) 

Jazzy Joyce 

(No one's smoother) 

Jazzy Joyce 

(Phatter than a '94 land cruiser) 

Where you from? 

(The Bronx representin' like whatever, fly) 

Cool are you slicker this year? 

(Yea, watch) 

 

Hit it 

Hit it 

Hit it