Dog It Lyrics - Singles - Digable Planets

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 

???? that play my crew couldn't walk the new found 

I chalk the new sound 

I 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 

Grass in my pockets I release my hot rockets 

K.B. said "What you give 'em?" I was like "Mad rhythm." 

That's my junk 

Eric ???? 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 digs my diction 

It's way on time ???? 

So 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 ???? in 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 

Yes Yes, bus stop what's (Watts) up 

On the script side 

Low down the whole mix and flips I 63 

Jay be and M.C. baby blue great 

Do it fluent keep it real and straight 

We make it bump de bump, we make it bump se bump 

We make it pump se pump, we make it bump 

Save your corny missions for the tracks you lying on 

We got ammunition for the streets we dying on 

Stones, rocks, subways, blocks, chill mode 

Loot fold 

Rebel wit no pause down to die for cause be-cause 

Denia gotta see a fatter day 

It's Saturday I'm looking at the streets as my Nikes 

Cover asphalt ???? the night 

My weight crush trash broken glass 

Play the wall with one foot up 

"Yo What up Ish?", "What's up." 

The flyer we get the higher we get 

Good try-ers 

Is good die-ers that it so I move 

We showed and we prove 

It's groove food 

What's going on 

You want to see knowledge born, see see Knowledge Born 

Before we fall victim we lick 'em 

I ain't playin' 

Meet me at the corner Murder and Adolpha 

I bless you with some joints, the mental hollow points 

We do it in the park, we do it in the park 

That's right, that's right 

We do it in the park, we do it in the park 

I'm fluent after dark, in any sit-e-ation 

My tools, jewels, the nation 

That's how we bump