Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 9th Wonder (Blackitolism) , by - Digable Planets. Song from the album Blowout Comb, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.10.1994
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 9th Wonder (Blackitolism) , by - Digable Planets. Song from the album Blowout Comb, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп9th Wonder (Blackitolism) |
| Ah yea |
| Whole world |
| MCs |
| Whose slick? |
| We lounge stay phat notice our G limp |
| A natural flair with our fresh ass hair |
| Style baggy out clouts slick |
| Creamy and fresh east coast to west |
| Brooklyn |
| Uptown |
| To the universal fair |
| Old school MCs |
| I’m slicker this year, I’m slicker this year |
| Myrtle Ave A train got the pic in my hair |
| And what 16 joints later still lounge |
| Fresh, from flatbush in my baggy booster gets |
| Style is tight ees bust the cami' fatigues |
| 50,000 leagues of black, so what’s up |
| Can we avenue slide player style ghetto walk |
| To the east and wild Crooklyn, New york |
| Creamy kid yo Smith and Wesson win a blessing |
| The angular slang blow spots, bang, 11 |
| Hangin' like bats,'cause the 12 inch wax |
| Say scorpio and my hair say 'fro |
| And my blood say bro, my clics say, «Eh, yo!» |
| Make sparks from the barrel me tal pistol |
| To the depths I dive seems lunar like aqua |
| The cool blast mega we black we wild flowers |
| Scott La Rock had emm all, I gots the ball |
| And roll a little panthers through these project halls |
| The 3 color flag can’t hold my baggys sag |
| 7 1 8 to omega |
| Black motion is ocean style |
| Slick in my ways since days of the classic |
| Now glamour boys want to be triple phatted |
| But I’m slicker this year, I’m slicker this year, yea |
| East born Beast candles on |
| Lovely all over the city |
| And your tape deck blasting |
| 7 hours and the phat fly sneakers and the camouflage |
| To the hip hop nation |
| To the mixtape crew |
| To the west coast |
| To the boogie down Bronx |
| I was raised in the ways of the Manchu Clan |
| And 5 elements posture take a B boy stance |
| With the gold front shinin', the baggy pants saggin' |
| This Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin' |
| But I’m climbin', findin' new ways of rhymin' |
| Not livin' like a star is strickly about survivin' |
| Divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto |
| This downtown flavor shines from many angles |
| Yes, the notorious, with rhymes so glorious |
| The Manchu Monkey over flunkies is victorious |
| Rappers be boring us with rhymes of conventional |
| Dazed and amazed when they hear the three dimensional |
| Lyrical skills of the insect emotion |
| Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic potion |
| Now I’m rolling with the 7 and the crescent |
| Puffin' some expression, manifestin' today’s lesson |
| Stressin the fact that I’m solar guarenteed to go far |
| 'Cause the mind is inter stellar |
| Still pieced like that so have no fear |
| But I’m slicker this year, I’m slicker this year |
| To the queens everywhere |
| To the whole S I |
| To the lumpen mass |
| Don’t forget about your peeps when ya |
| Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea level |
| 93 million miles above these devils |
| Play me in the winter, play me in the summer |
| Play me in the autumn, any order |
| You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like water |
| Catch me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters |
| We bouncing, moving within the truth circles |
| We played you made you change, strictly ought to |
| We stratify our wealth from my looty in the bank |
| There’s love amongst the ranks |
| Now I’m a 'bout to meet my homegirl 'cause we be alike |
| A alike, C alike, let’s G alike |
| Jazzy Joyce |
| (On the wheels) |
| Jazzy Joyce |
| (No one’s smoother) |
| Jazzy Joyce |
| (Phatter than a '94 land cruiser) |
| Where you from? |
| (The Bronx representin' like whatever, fly) |
| Cool are you slicker this year? |
| (Yea, watch) |
| Hit it |
| Hit it |
| Hit it |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Rebirth of Slick (Cool Like Dat) | 1992 |
| Where I'm From | 1992 |
| Black Ego | 1994 |
| Pacifics | 2004 |
| For Corners ft. Sulaiman | 1994 |
| Pacifics (Sdtrk "N.Y. Is Red Hot") | 1992 |
| Last Of The Spiddyocks | 1992 |
| La Femme Fetal | 1992 |
| Dog It | 1994 |
| Jettin' | 1994 |
| Nickel Bags | 1992 |
| Jimmi Diggin' Cats | 1992 |
| It's Good to Be Here | 1992 |
| What Cool Breezes Do | 1992 |
| Escapism (Gettin' Free) | 1992 |
| Time & Space (A New Refutation Of) | 1992 |
| Appointment At The Fat Clinic | 1992 |
| Graffiti ft. Jeru The Damaja | 1994 |
| Examination Of What | 1992 |
| Dedicated | 2004 |