Rebirth Of Slick Lyrics - Singles - Digable Planets

We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids 

Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids 

Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics 

You, dig the crew on the fattest hip-hop records 

He touch the kinks and sinks into the sounds 

She frequents the fattest joints caught underground 

Our funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane 

They flock to booms man boogie had to change 

Who freaks the clips with mad amount percussion 

Where kinky hair goes to unthought-of dimensions 

Why's it so fly cause hip-hop kept some drama 

When Butterfly rocked his light blue-suede Pumas 

What by the cut we push it off the corner 

How was the buzz entire hip hop era 

Was fresh and fat since they started saying audi 

Cause funks made fat from right beneath my hoodie 

The poobah of the styles like Miles and shit 

Like sixties funky worms with waves and perms 

Just sendin' chunky rhythms right down ya block 

We be to rap what key be to lock 

But 

I'm cool like dat 

I'm cool, I'm cool 

We be the chocolates taps on my raps 

She innovates at the sweetest cat naps 

He at the funk club with the vibrate 

Them they be crazy down with the five plate 

It can kick a plan then a crowd burst 

Me I be digging it with a bump verse 

Us we be freaking til dawn blinks an eye 

He gives the strangest smile so I say hi (wassup) 

Who understood, yeah understood the plan 

Him heard a beat and put it to his hands 

What I just flip let borders get loose 

How to consume or they'll be just like juice 

If its the shit we'll lift it off the plastic 

The babes'll go spastic 

Hip hop gains a classic 

Pimp playing shock it don't matter I'm fatter 

Ask Butta how I zone (man Cleopatra Jones) 

And 

I'm chill like dat 

I'm chill, I'm chill 

Blink 

Think 

We getcha free cause the clips be fat boss 

Them they're the jams and commence to going off 

She sweats the beat and ask me cause she puffed it 

Me I got crew kids seven and a crescent 

Us cause a buzz when the nickel bags are dealt 

Him, that's my man with the asteroid belt 

They catch a fizz from the Mr. Doodle-big 

He rocks a tee from the Crooklyn nine-pigs 

The rebirth of slick like my gangsta stroll 

The lyrics just like loot come in stacks and rolls 

You used to find a Bug in a box with fade 

Now he boogies up your stage plaits twist or braids 

And 

I'm peace like dat 

I'm Peace 

Check it out man I groove like dat 

I'm smooth like dat 

I jive like dat 

I roll like dat 

Yeah I'm thick like dat 

I stack like dat 

I'm down like dat 

I'm black like dat 

Well yo I funk like dat 

I'm phat like dat 

I'm in like dat 

Cause I swing like dat 

We jazz like dat 

We freak like dat 

We zoom like dat 

We out, we out