Testo Time & Space - Digable Planets
Testo della canzone Time & Space (Digable Planets), tratta dall'album Reachin' (A New Refutation Of Time And Space)
Slip, slip, slip, slip, slip, slip, slip
Slip, slide, dip then take a dive
Planets looking high when we traveling on a vibe
Cribs, dorms, grasshoppers in swarms
Thinking life is big, is that hip? Is it norm?
Psyche-delic and phat
Flowers and beads and peaches and naps
Ah yes, Planets got the blessed
Beats are played on Friday to get Monday off your chest
Kick live, dig into the quotes
Lose yourself and groove in the beauty as it floats
Hair, clothes, monochrome it ain't
Many different worlds in this sweet and funky joint
Pounds, hands, speakers and jams
Even those that clams get fitted in the plans
Light years, sugar for your ears
Hip-hop is the fave, we been diggin' it for years
Funk rhythm, psychedelic money
Studied my lessons, got vision 20/20
Check out the globe, they need it what we brought
Ladybug, don't we boom it from New York? (Yes, we do, uh)
Time, space, what is that like?
Just how we living when in the hip life
Kids roll with hot buttered soul
From 125 right down to Ludlow
The juice, the cup, the token fare is up
The ancestors peace with his daughters of the dust
We just freaks, aqua-funky beats
Vented to the streets through the boxes and the Jeeps
Nuclear is we, different time, different space
Uh-oh, planet Earth, we brought the mad bass
Brung is the tongue they all can understand
I'm free so let me pass it to my G
Check me out
Butterflies, funk-induced highs
A gang of valor reasons to smack me up a five
Ball caps, pleasurable naps
Time and space is fake and that's the real haps
Youth flights land on Friday nights
Birds be with the cats, DJ's saving lives
Soul, funk, jive, and rhythm
Jams be 'til and 'til but been funking since eleven
Sound drips coming off the lips
Smoke up on the Planets to freak the nine zips
Time, space, no one's is alike
Be you and just be you or be out (That's right, so)
Step into the jams, let the sugars make you sweet
Kept it underhand 'cause the Planets get you freaked
Ladybug Mecca with the groove in time and space
With the funk and rhythm, butter chase
Goddamn, by some miraculous series of events
We've been able to continuously freak phat clips
Yeah, my throat doesn't feel like Sam Kinison's
Must have Aftershock
Yeah, so as soon as I put my legs in
Credits
Writer(s): Ishmael R. Butler
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