Diaper Reference In Rap Song 2.0

[philosophilia2012]

cheers everyone ... heard this song in my friend's room, did some investigating, and thought id share it ... you can hear a clip of it at http://www.mp3.com/albums/57794/summary.html?from=21786 ... the part in italics in the lyrics was my doing, and that's some of what you hear in the link above ... the song is the shit ... take care everyone namaste

http://digableplanets.org/

http://www.myspace.com/digableplanets/

also http://www.firethegrid.com/

(copied and pasted from http://digableplanets.org/wiki/words:examination_of_what)

Examination Of What - Digable Planets

Reachin' (Butterfly)

one day, uhh, while sippin some groove juice

i realized that in the span of time we’re just babies

it’s all relative time is unreal

we’re just babies

we’re just babies man

we’re just babies

we’re just babies man

we’re just babies

we’re just babies man

we’re just babies

we’re just babies man

every man’s a planet and the props are there to get it

insects roll together with the spirit in our orbit

life it comes and goes and you do not punch a clock

i don’t take shit for granted, i think of scott la rock

also of terrel and the battles of the borders

my cousins in joint and the homies grippin quarters

the forest all are shrinkin, there’s deepness to my thinkin

don’t cover up your nappy, be happy with your kinkin

dwellin yes your dwelling as the norm as itty bitty

figure eight fifty for a smidgen of this city

in the serengeti get ready for a box but

beware of the shanks and the pistols and the glocks

if your peoples don’t get ya, you still ain’t off clean

the politicians mask is worse than halloween

i think the funky scripts so you know i gots to kick em

now tell me whos the vics and tell me who’s the victims

(All)

so what is really what

if the funk don’t move your butt

and if the vibes don’t make you high

and if the cats don’t dig the raps

or if your life ain’t got no spice

or if the guns just wreck your fun

or if some shouts end in the house

or if your crew ain’t down wit you

(Ladybug)

peace, this is mecca the ladybug

and i’m sayin though

what is really what

if i can’t even get comfortable

cause the supreme court is like

all in my uterus

(Doodlebug)

peace, this is c-know, the doodlebug and i wanna say

what is what if you can’t walk through your hood

without burt, ernie and the sesame street posse

tryin to give the snuffaluffagus

(Butterfly)

my father tought me jazz, all the peoples and the anthem

ate peanuts with the dizz and vibe with lionel hampton

now i’m swimmin deep in the hip hop with eclectics

now do we gots the power (or is it gettin hectic)

scribble swings the paddle at the man to where i place it

hip hop grew from roots but some mc’s never traced it

the olds jacks buck wild and some babies ball their fist

but the crew from outter space is here, shit

we grew up diggin styles of the fabulous fifth freddy

and scopin out for days crazy legs of rock steady

now bleach is in the laundry

the same old beats is handy

the label may ok it

but radio won’t play it

the censors are about so watch your mouth, close your drapes

the legs that’s in the boots is on the corner with your tapes

makin papes off the crust, for money and for lust

you playin out the planets, get slammed (trust)

you think it, see it, run it and slam it

they peep it, hear it, lynch it and ban it

it just ain’t the haps if they know they can’t control it

your grass be in the joint but they licked it and rolled it

so what

i’m sayin what is really what

if the funk don’t rule a cut

or if the streets don’t dig your beats

or if my man ain’t fifty grand

or if the hoods don’t think you’re good

or if your church don’t really work

or if the pigs wanna knock your wigs

or if the jeeps don’t roll with beats

cause butterfly is a baby

i’m just a baby man

i’m just a baby

i’m just a baby man

i’m just a baby

i’m just a baby man

and mr. doodle

(Doodlebug)

i’m just a baby too

(Butterfly)

and miss mecca

(Ladybug)

i’m just a baby man

(Butterfly)

and mr. sylk, he’s just a baby too

and 801’s, they’re just babies, man

and miss venus, she’s just a baby, man

the ak facts, they’re just babies, man

and d p s, they’re just babies too

oh and dash, he’s just a baby, man

danny and denny, they are my babies, man

oh and liz, she’s just a baby man

oh and stella, she’s just a baby too

doc shane, he’s just a baby, man

mike man, he’s just my main man

and doctor timber, he’s just a baby man

and nappy jackie, she’s just a baby too

beneficient, he’s just a baby man

oh and you, you’re just a baby man

...

(Ladybug)

ladybug here y’all

with silver tounges and ice cold trumps

with eyes open wide and open pride, lies in sight

the digable planets eyes

(Doodlebug)

peace, this is c-know, the notorious doodlebug

givin universal salutations

to my peoples dwelling in the seventh dimension

peace

(Butterfly)

uhh, umm, brother butter and it was real and fun

uhh sector six, here i come

chillin out, pops and danea i’m out

later

[pampermeinia]

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[philosophilia2012]

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