Digable Planets - Slowes' Comb/The May 4th Movement starring Doodlebug lyrics

Intro: Doodlebug & Mecca Uh. Uh. Funky Funky Alright One time, for your mind Two times, for Moomie and St. Crew Three times, for my Brooklyn dimes Seven times, for pleasure I don't trip She/I don't trip We don't trip. Nah, we don't trip He don't trip. Tees don't trip We don't trip: pleasure Verse 1: Mecca Now, 16 times for the mind thieves For my thinkin' in dilemmas; I am Erika Counterfeits don't stop the wettest of us We Brooklyn; re-define the black People equal to who? Yeah What you supply, I know and I know And I drop dit But, tryin to score on my pride I'm in my cammie We bust at COINTELPRO We creamy, like, f** that We creamy spies, tell you schemey lies We let our creamy bullets fly; Should it reflect the sun? We say yes When we think of gettin' dipped, we say yes Say yo, comrades, rest. Because Mecca & bu*terfly We all bounce. We all bounce I do bounce. Yes, he/I do bounce She do bounce. Yes, we all bounce I all bounce. We all bounce Verse 2: bu*terfly From back since the Crook' coughta rep' For givin' birth to horn loopers I took my first step with confidence: born troopers Got caps on gold cans for the halls I spray Slapped hands with my mans by the walls we play Now it's Tims and camouflage: complete sag Large pulls, my squad rules From sonar to lunar, jeep to deck From no boot to Pumas: [I'm] rolled up like mesh My cousin sent the Kite I read it in the corner, circle see low Now all the n******gs hated CEOs We move on the dee e low, for our fam' in jail No stars, just bars. No cars, unless the B.M.T own 'em Crook-town bound--street stealth--that's how I roam 'em I drape soul hearts, I make soul darts Cover mad areas in my Crepe Soul Clarks MCs lyin'. Is dyin' rap-off But here we are ya'll. With pleasure So it's Mecca &bu*terfly: One time, for your mind Twice times, for Moomie and St. Crew Thrice times, for the Brooklyn dimes And seven times, for pleasure I stay on. She stay on We stay on, yeah, we stay on He is/stay on. We be on. We stay on With pleasure Verse 3: Doodlebug Here I go, the seven-odd, Manchu squad Black notes, I quote, I dedicate to my youngster Via subway cars, I span the Metro See no so steelow, is livin' on the Dee.Low Galactic Traveler, eternal explorer Like the Invincible Master Agent--a true warrior Neither here nor there. The master of illusion My sun moon set catches rep, when we be cruisin' The New York boroughs, with cla**ic boombastic Studied all the styles and got nasty at it Like a Thelonious Monk, I travel in peace Left on, right on, black man from the east. Uh All: We don't quit. We don't quit. Nah ah We don't quit. We don't quit Verse 4: bu*terfly Like for nuthin' but beats and cheese Subzero degrees can't freeze the cool breeze Ease-, easy, straight Brooklyn dude Hitchu' off with some pellets, they're Brooklyn smooth It's that certain style. Uh-huh I shoot a leg bar, squeeze off, style quarters Til' herbs feel stressed Playin' slick games and avoid arrest Verse 5: Mecca I shows, five seconds after that, I flows Left on, conjure rebel grows levels, we grow Jonesing on the curb, I glow, still posin' And be girl freshestess, left this gets with MCs want in, all of 'em. Bust 90 my levels And my whole crew poor, with pleasure