[00:00:01] Last Of The Spiddyocks - Digable Planets [00:00:30] I'm blue mood yall I slive with jiva yall [00:00:32] I'm actually deep yall invented time yall [00:00:35] In ten fourths yall I pay your cap yall [00:00:37] I player late yall and draw down to [00:00:40] I bust raps yall in love with naps ya all [00:00:42] The sweet beats kid I speak my thoughts yall [00:00:45] I wreck the break yall don't trust the flag yall [00:00:47] I dig the birds yall I'm layin' out now yeah [00:00:50] The season's been good like a sweet [00:00:52] I hang out with a gang out flat bush with cool beats [00:00:55] I found the reverberated shout was goddamn [00:00:57] And questions 'bout the methods how the Planets made jam [00:01:00] Wallowed through a gang a murk in the interim [00:01:02] I couple time we got jerked but still invented them [00:01:05] Wicked little kinky joints that got us ghetto weight [00:01:07] And also kept the jazz alive by pullin' off the plates [00:01:10] Maybe only we was hip to stretchin' out the brain [00:01:12] I felt Bird Parker when I shot it in my vein [00:01:15] I toss these major losses on the Mingus jazzy strum [00:01:17] Flip off into a nod and dig myself a dyin' young [00:01:20] It s like cool was the bop and the flair [00:01:22] I kicks to my pools by the nap of their hair [00:01:25] I'm pinnin' Uncle Sam for the death of swingin' quotes [00:01:27] For losin' Bud Powell slidin' over Dizzy's notes [00:01:30] Was it that the rebirth was the birth for new shit of cool shit [00:01:33] The jazz power showers from the crew was sure legit [00:01:35] But hey present since gone Hank Mo's gone [00:01:38] They kill the coolest breeze in this land of the free [00:01:41] And it been like that since they lied about they flag [00:01:43] Like all my main mans gave they beats up for skags [00:01:46] So I pops it at your crew like Bu I did a lid [00:01:48] But I used Lee's Cooker got my buzz around midnight [00:01:51] I'm so shy yall I'm hip to badge y all [00:01:53] From sector six yeah and now and then too [00:01:55] I slows the trims ya all and fades a fake now [00:01:58] I know the nat yall I'm layin' out ya all yeah [00:02:01] The season's been smooth like the suede [00:02:03] Pumas that butter got when butter got paid [00:02:05] Or better yet Dolphy's archetypes for cool dudes [00:02:08] Or better still Trane usin' space in afro blue [00:02:10] It s simple swing be the freakin' of the time [00:02:13] The spinnin' by the kings good for speakin' of the mind [00:02:15] The forty seven sessions gave the buzzes that I caught [00:02:18] They asked was it cool blues knowledge [00:02:19] (What you thought ) [00:02:20] I told 'em it was solid dig the licks was way out [00:02:23] My baby loves to kiss when Ornette just lays out [00:02:26] So the quotes be as such bout the kits uh [00:02:29] You down with Digable Planets yous a hipster shit [00:02:31] I lay it on the cats about monk [00:02:33] The logical extensions comin' boomin' out that trunk [00:02:35] Assumin' that the room in which you zooms designed by your mind [00:02:39] Not the stars and stripes but red Cali booms [00:02:41] And the rat-a-tat-tat by Max or Philly Joe on we go [00:02:46] The fly shit yall we don t quit yall [00:02:49] It's slick beats here and it's out there [00:02:51] A smooth groove kid the jive is high yall [00:02:54] We ain't marks yall okay pow me up [00:03:16] Uh the seasons been fat like some boom [00:03:19] Doodlebug's math jazz fillin' up the room [00:03:21] When Booker jam with Eric at the funky five spot [00:03:24] Jimmy Cob's job was layin' crashes on the top [00:03:26] Butter cop his lid at this little Harlem jam [00:03:29] The tenor bop the middle and his shades and his tam [00:03:31] I'm diggin' how these dudes made my buzz a little hipper [00:03:34] And angles on the moves really couldn t get no blacker [00:03:36] I'm sinkin' deep to the sleekness of the horn 404

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