Graffiti Lyrics - Singles - Digable Planets

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 

I got the ease back style, watch out what i'm typin 

Noise, noise, noise, noise 

To summarize a lick at the man with the stick 

Come strategy fight act like new york 

Pieces can squeeze deep of the way 

Why g mayors sonnies dis it 

We latitude sway we determine the prey 

He swings the whole sphere in original 

Scare steelo's weak soul scream and a whisper 

Blow the house right over black people grow 

We make 

Noise, noise, noise, noise 

I got the buck wild style that make you get hyper 

I got the knowledge of god, sevens all in my cipher 

I got the new york hip hop so it goes on and on 

Lose my mind, pen and paper then the rhymes is not 

Mind held down well so you can't touch it 

When i discharge fools pray for peace 

Beats all on my back it's just like that in brooklyn 

So i vibrate and shake em off like fleas 

Electromatic radiation, radio waves 

Changing frequency 

Here in n.y.c we get busy 

Raps and peas, street smarts, no college degrees 

Too many degrees the freeze not fakin 

Fake snakes are bacon, honeys hips are shakin 

It ain't no joke so get your boys 

This i full rule what we do 

We make 

Noise, noise, noise, noise 

I got the power for twenty four hours 

I got the love pump, brooklyn don't front 

I got the fly joints pat, like that, like that 

I got the slow motion got my float, got my clique 

I get sly when i feel the positive vibe, uh 

The seven gets eleven when i'm filled with the vibes 

Now i'm flyin high through the seventh dimension 

As i travel uptown to get a piece of the action 

Then i'm maxin with the actual facts men 

As we relax to a black ceaser flick and third vision 

My movements is precision, supreme mathematician 

Indeed i'm true and livin when i'm givin 

What? 

That 

Noise, noise, noise, noise 

Brothers with the blowouts develop your envelopes 

Stamp it, amp it, raise your razor blade 

Found downtown in the land of crooks 

My pops say books, i say sneaks and name buckles 

Pigs say freeze boy, shit, i just chuckles 

Fence alley 

Walkin by them fronts from my jip in the flatty 

Everthing cherry cause george just stole a caddy 

Who bust dex was the question next 

Dre said 

Northbound 

Then he sipped his becks 

Then he clipped his vex, display the context 

Beep code, street clothes and all the nose candy 

Hotter microphone, heater the chrome jammy 

My family consists one honey 

Comrades, ghetto streets, more gods than greeks 

The seven twos eleven till death toy 

Now you understand what i'm talking about 

Now you understand what my walk is about 

Now you understand what new york is about 

We make 

Noise, noise, noise, noise 

It's just 

Noise, noise, noise, noise 

They keep lying together like fingers on the can 

No outsiders ever, never