The May 4th Movement Starring Doodlebug

Funky, alright. . One time for your mind, two times for Mumia's saint crew. Three times for my Brooklyn dimes, seven times for pleasure. I don't trip, I don't trip, we don't trip, we don't trip.

The Art Of Easing

Smooth. Smooth. Beyond the. Beyond the. Automatic, systematic. Automatic. Complex. Just ease it in. . The feeling's right. The music's tight. Departing out of Crooklyn, type Saturday night.

Rebirth Of Slick

We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids. Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids. Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics. You, dig the crew on the fattest hip-hop records.

Pacifics (from The Soundtrack To The Motion Picture 'n.y. Is Red Hot')

Last Of The Spiddyocks

I'm blue mood yall, I slive with jiva yall. I'm actually deep yall, invented time yall. In ten fourths yall, I pay your cap yall. I player late yall and draw down to.

La Femme Fetal

It was 8:49 on a beautiful 9th day of July. There was not a cloud to speak of. So the orange sun hung lonely in the sky. I lay prone in my catboat home.

Jimmi Diggin Cats

[Butterfly]. Yo, everybody's goin retro, right?. And I was thinkin... if the 60's and 70's were now,. Isaac Hayes woulda have his own 900 number.. . [Mecca].

Broken

[Verse 1]. (oh, oh, ooh, ooh X2). Yours was the perfect love; I swear it was. Until I had your love, my world was cold. I did what most men do and I messed it up.

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.

It's Good To Be Here

The ticky ticky buzz the sun winks the sky. I fumble through my fuzz and buzz Mr. I. Tell him scoop the beats in the flying saucer kit. Meet me at the port with the nickel bags and shit.

Graffiti

Go out into the field and rap to these people. . I got the concrete under my feet. I got shotty right next to my body. I got the hood notes so street get your float on.

Examination Of What

One day while I was sipping some groove juice. I realized that in the span of time we're just babies. It's all relative, time is unreal. We're just babies, we're just babies, man.

Escapism (gettin' Free)

Planets be the champ of amplified sound. Swimmin' in this art born up the boogie down. The Rubin Rod Squad flew angles toward the point. Could a wierdo group of bugs slam a gang of funky joints.

Dog It

DPS forever hit ya' with the live stuff. Suliman the Bronx Ripper on the live puff. V Love, that's my money like dominoes. Brooklyn do keep it rocking till the sun shows.

Blowing Down

We always roll down, no doubt. At the funky side of ten spots. . Dash yeah, crystals how clear, I broke out. Pretenders bent out and ready to do my splendor.

Black Ego

So now lets let into, in my pocket pack. Pummel and I epic, black ethic lack. I walk again, you were shade gray, come display. Mazes in black, fire in the west.

9th Wonder (blackitolism)

Ah yea. Whole world. M-C's. Whose slick?. . We lounge stay phat notice our G limp. A natural flair with our fresh ass hair. Style baggy out clouts slick.

Apologize

[Chorus: (Dice Raw) Talib Kweli]. (I will not apologize) I will not apologize. (I will not apologize) I will not apologize. This is for all of my peoples who understand and truly recognize.

Don't See Us

Uh, what what, yo yo P 5 D uncut. Check it out, yo yo, S P uncut. Yo yo, what P 5 D uncut. Yeah yeah it's that Philly shit. Yo yo, check it out, yo yo.

Diedre Vs. Dice

Yo, look at all the scavengers, all wannabe contenders. Dismember, wack niggaz I intend ta. Y'all ain't shit but sticky shit on the bottom of Timber-lands.