Digable Planets
Digable Planets - Where I'm From (LP Version) songtekst
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Boogie jive and rap is life where I'm from Where I'm from, I might play with Izzy where I'm from Where I'm from, it be like, run your coat black Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack Where I'm from, nappy hair is life We be reading Marx where I'm from The kids be rockin' Clarks, where I'm from You turn around your cap, you talk over a beat And dig some sounds boomin' out a jeep where I'm from Cocoons hide the youth, swoon units, 100 proof You want some beef, they will cut you some where I'm form The beats is infinite where I'm from Voodoo, ashubani, gangsta lean where I'm from I'm interplanetary, my insect movements vary It's kinky if it's hair, G, where I'm from The firehoses blow, it's purple wind and snow I do a hit and go, split It's hip, what's hip? When hip is just the norm 'Cause Planets pledge allegiance to the funk in all it's forms The kinks, the dance, the prints in all the shirts My grandmother told my mother, it's Africa at work On vibes we freak them universal beats You find it at the spot, you hit at ends of every week We twist, exist to spin the maddest hits Up here funk is our neighbor so we paid her a visit The lip we sip can't house the nine zips For rock we can't do nothin', for this we come equipped Off disc, off tape, rap blastin' 'til from 8 The really truly fat the fly on the flip Cocoa gotta know, how Planets, gotta roll Speak the mega cool, get funky as a goal It's calm, relax, we're only some new jacks that acts from the funk but don't play the role Where you from? Weekend dig plans got T where I'm from Where I'm from, it's Collins 13 where I'm from Where I'm from, brothers took the beat and got fly Why? That's most asked by 85, where I'm from Fakin' the funk you get did, projects, tenements, pyramids Where I'm from, we're livin' off the boom boom crack It's that hip hop, rockers, jazz when I max Peace be the greeting of the insect tribe Pestilent forces can't catch the vibe We live to love and we love to rock mics We speak in ghetto tongue 'cause ghetto's the life Food for thought so get a buffet plate The lyrics are so fat you might gain weight So just watch me step alone, into the sunset Left foot, right foot, 1 2, mic check Brewin' funk inside my soul kitchen So pull up a chair, here's a bit have a listen Of hard head intervene, damn, I know you're fluent Yeah 'cause Doodle ain't havin' it and Butterfly knew it Where you from? Venus acts a fool at the square, right? Yeah Doctors, engineer in apparel, right? Yeah Hip-Hop made a point last year, right? Yeah But Planets is the joint this year, right? Yeah Planets got the dubs and live to grass-hop Duck out from the fuzz that sweat the hip-hop Risin' like we foam, get it from the dome I'm from where the fat beats stretch for mad blocks We can get a kit without no thread Feelin' funky beats go straight to the head Fall into a club, dig on what we love It be past six before we reach bed Butter freaks on relics we say those are fat Doodle makin' silk, LaQuan, where it's at? We need to stack a sack for rap to take us dap So we treat our clips just like bustin' caps Rip it til dawn, kick it til dawn Hip-Hop is the fix or else, we be gone People thought they canned it, rap is not by bandits Digable Planets got it, goin' on Everywhere, every, every where Everywhere, every, every where Everywhere, every, every where ...