Butterfly searchin for a relax 

Pullin from the jazz stacks cause it's Sunday

On the air is incense sounds to the ceiling 

Tried to get this feelin since Monday

Lookin out the window watchin all the people go

Buggin off a funny vibe cause now it seems they're equal

Wonder what would 'trane say wonder what my pop say

Buggin off the calmness in the Apple



Who me I'm coolin in NY, I'm chillin in NY

The hoods is on my block and the brothers at the court

The baseball hats is on and the projects is calm

Dreamtime's extended - and highly recommended

But early birds like me's up checkin out the scene

The early worms jog, forget about your job

Just come dig the essence while the decadence is hidden

when people act like people the theory ??

If you know the norm it's like Hades transformed

On sunday's early hours the city sprouts its flowers

So get with the rhythms while you gettin with the planets

Vibe off the jams but don't take them for granted



We venture through the streets in search of funky beats

Extensive is the travels and it's heavy on the sneaks

ye it's kickin out the speakers of the sunday morning jeepers

my man do planets do it lovely?

Am I my brother's keeper?



We foot it to the park where the swoon units walk

And sit with the phoenicians diggin on musicians

Hangin with the rebels sippin on a Snapple

Buggin with my crew just trippin in the Apple

you be thinkin peace when you're vibin with your flock

But you be thinkin damn everybody's got a glock

If you got some beef please express that in silence 

or else - violence



But right here is the life it's the children of the concrete

Livin off the fruits and the functions of the fat beats

Hip-Hop's all around the members is growin

Please dig on the sounds cause the good vibes they snowin



Wake up, prayin' that the game's on

Maybe it's the Runnin' Rebs, maybe it's the Knicks

maybe it's a rerun of an old tv show 

like hawaii 5-0 or karate flicks

maybe if the phone rings butterfly will take wings

speakin  on some cool things frontin like i cope

born under flat ground now i'm chillin shaky ground

reachin for pacific heights sunday is my rope - dig it



Sunday's to relax

Some Sunday morning drama is callin up my mama

The hot line is in I guess the ? knew the deal

Vibin off the jams of the crews on Sugarhill

Lay around and think ain't nothin to do

Checkin out some frommes, some satre, camus

Mingus's Ah Um, damn Roach can drum

The DP's are life there they go here they come

It's time to grab some loot put on the timber boots

Checking out some dollies/dali's like tasha and kamali

NY is a museum with its posters and graffiti

If you're in the city on Sunday

come check me, get with me