Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jettin' , 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
Jettin' |
| We jettin, we jettin, we jettin uptown |
| We jettin, we jettin, we jettin downtown |
| We jettin, we jettin, we jettin crosstown |
| We jettin, we jettin, we jettin, we jettin |
| We jettin uptown (uptown) |
| We jettin downtown (downtown) |
| We jettin crosstown |
| We jettin all around |
| No wonder, no wonder, 8th wonder, 8th wonder 's |
| Funkay |
| I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure |
| Sul, C-Know, in my tennis skirt |
| And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this |
| Now here’s a notion for my |
| Nation cause I place you on the dynomite |
| Right? |
| The creamin' is schemin' to get it |
| Right, the means almighty dolla |
| The green power, let loose for the hour |
| I chose the Black Power, extra fly joint from marker to yellow paper |
| And you know I don’t delay |
| Together with my honey like silk and soul |
| We grow and take you back to like afros |
| And no quittin or gettin jumped by the system |
| Its all day, all play got verbs and such |
| And cuts and crew, no blue eyes |
| To emulate, some straight but yeah we straight up |
| Funkay |
| Ease back, the g’s back as an o.d. |
| gettin |
| Funkay |
| The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad |
| Funkay |
| East coast to west we stays fresh |
| Ezay |
| Smoke rise from the borrough where that black cool blow (?) |
| The globe spins, gems is drop |
| No fakin, no bacon three bridges fo money makin |
| Crooklyn, the ebb-swinger's lounge-out spot |
| Roll with our pants leg up, bump my sounds |
| Grab my mic-ro, you know how we do in the joint |
| Do a borough check to see exactly who in the joint |
| Hot spots, city streets lye spots and jeeps |
| As a flow-er I’m Nile, rivers of style |
| (fresh kid) |
| Yea, stories complete |
| (fresh kid) |
| Rollin on them New York streets |
| With them Newport beats at the Parliaments |
| 7s up C-know steelo no equal, but the sun and thats |
| Funkay |
| Ease back, the g’s is back as an o-d gettin |
| Funkay |
| The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad |
| Funkay |
| East coast to west we stays fresh I say |
| Quicklay |
| Smoke rise from the borrogh where that black cool blow |
| Its that nickelslick nig, keep it deep from my heads |
| Let a fed up, appearin in my camouflage |
| My hustler walk say New York |
| Su fronts say Gucci we make lucci, and never hesitates to set it |
| Slap hands with my hands from the lands of Crook |
| Bein lovely over jams that’s on the flams w/hook |
| Burn Musk, wear Kush, its Flatbush |
| Hear the mental’s instramental cause it’s ash to dust |
| I like to hit lye deep, keep fam tight tight |
| Keep the vocal strictly any joint, it’s right |
| Let me fly |
| Ease back, the g’s back with the OD |
| Sun is in, the clouds on loud |
| I got raised by the dim street lights of four cities |
| My heros died in prison: George Jackson |
| Action, she’s Buttaflyin, I’m cool eyein |
| And I rocks no 'Lo unless its scrambler gotten |
| Me and my honey, we be like Bobby and Erica |
| Me and my monies, we’ll hurt you boulevard empire |
| One love, gun love come free the land w/us |
| Pigs they cannot shoot this plush and creamy lavishnuss |
| Before I pop I’d rather die in baggy Guess and Timbs |
| And I put that on the BKLYN and thats |
| Funkay |
| Ease back the g’s back as an o.d. |
| gettin |
| Funkay |
| The sun sets, you vex, we gets mad |
| Funkay |
| East coast to west we stays fresh and we do it on the |
| Slicklay |
| Smoke rise from the borrogh where the black cool blow |
| We jettin, we jettin, we jettin uptown… |