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[Hook 7x] You gotta do what ya feel Do what ya feel... If it's real [Verse 1: Ladybug Mecca] Exit planet Venus for a Brooklyn stroll Jazzy fly, nappy things, plaits, to a roll Leaves fumble fallin' down; wind blowin' 'round Dig the layer change, the funkifying sound Mecca, the Ladybug, changin' like seasons Moves I be seein', changes life's reasons On to express the ways that I profess the Swoon unit glow, as I go; Butter flow I take a chance, go against the norm But they used to make advance to my lady form Ok, shall I smack a ghetto punk with the line? (but, Mecca) Ok, slap a meadow punk with a fine I flip this only to the ones who lack respect The rest, just get your ticket pronto and jet, but please... [Hook 4x] [Verse 2: Doodlebug] Check out the funk-brown bass, my man This be the medium used by Dig Plans Hit the cosmics like a funkonaut Leave the ladybugs with forget-Funk-nots Black sunflowers, blue be your tulip The sound from the gates, it'll zoom up your room Bugs block spots where Hip Hop be your norm If the Pri is the Kid, the floor's gettin' stormed With the bass in ya face, space is the place Bugs take a stand, goddamn, it's a jam C-note be no uncivilized just Poppin' out the jive in the jazz-causin' rush Can you dig it? My mellow, it's that cool cat sound (Doodlebug, Japrim told that the G be gettin' down) Shit, it's mandatory, so you gots to demand it And if they cannot handle, take a ticket from the Planets and... [Hook] [Verse 3: Butterfly] Man, I ooze that, in the mad degrees With my crew and shit, honey dip, cool breeze Can you dig it? (I'm with it) (Butter, now you know) I know the wig gets the grade out It's fat or else we'd be out Copped the rap bats from these cats out on Bleeker Rejuvenate the plates for my people and they speakers Nietzsche, Rap, make Anita crutch Planets wouldn't allow themselves to grow like such Expressions, sightings, scripting, taught Finest status quo is being an artist in New York Tongues be often fought, clothes be often caught If they call it a fad, we just ignore it, like it's pork Planets got them thoughts bloomin' flowers in the dense They said that Rap was Venus, so we snuck and hopped the fence Landed in a meadow, glimpsed and saw a shadow Of brothers with guitars, common sense and puffy afros Lucks was getting brazed, Paps was getting blazed Feds was crackin' domes, but these cats, they wasn't phased In tights grips, yet, their lips was talkin' fun Rhythms and the struggle kinda funneled into one True funk cannot disguise, because the streets have eyes Who's gonna revive? Well us and delic vibe Did it like a Dig Planet, goddammit To get a good kick it, suggest ya get ya ticket and... [Hook]
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