9th Wonder (Blackitolism) - Digable Planets, Jazzy Joyce

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