Jettin' Lyrics
| Song | Jettin' |
| Artist | Digable Planets |
| Album | Blowout Comb |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Digable Planets, James | |
| 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 | |
| [Ladybug] | |
| I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure | |
| Saw C-know in my tennis skirt(?) | |
| And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this | |
| Now here's a nation for my | |
| Nation cuz I place you on the dynomite | |
| Right? The creamin' to schemin' to get it | |
| Right demeans almighty dolla | |
| The green power, let loose for the hour | |
| I chose the Black Power, extra fly joint for mocha to yellow paper | |
| And you know I don't delay | |
| Together with my honey like silk to sew | |
| 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 yea 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(?) | |
| [C-know] | |
| The globe spins, jims is drop | |
| No fakin, no bakin three bridges fo money makin | |
| Crooklyn, the ep swinger's lounge-out spot | |
| Roll when I pass lake up drop my saz | |
| Grab my mic-ro, you know how we do in the joint | |
| Do a borrough check to see exactly who in the joint | |
| Hot spots, city streets lot 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 no-poor beats at the parliment | |
| 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 | |
| [Butterfly] | |
| Its that naykle slick near keep it deep from my heads | |
| Let a fed up, appearin in my camulflage | |
| My hustler walk's in New York | |
| Su fronts say Gucci we make lucci, and never hesitaste the setting | |
| Slap hands with my hands from the lands of Crook | |
| Bein lovely over jams that's on the flams w/hook | |
| Bear muffs, wear cush, its Flatbush | |
| Hear the mental's instramental cuz it's ash to dust | |
| I like to hit live deep, keep fam tight tight | |
| Keep the vocal strictly any joint, it's right | |
| Let me fly | |
| Ease back, the g's back w/the r | |
| Sun is in, the clouds on loud | |
| I got raised by the blue street lights of four cities | |
| My heros died in prison: George Jackson | |
| Action, she's Buttaflyin, I'm cool eyein | |
| And I rock snow low unless a scrambler got | |
| Me and my honey, we be like Bobby and Erica | |
| Me and my monies, we'll hurt you boulevard and..(?) | |
| 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... |
| zuo ci : Digable Planets, James | |
| 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 | |
| Ladybug | |
| I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure | |
| Saw Cknow in my tennis skirt? | |
| And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this | |
| Now here' s a nation for my | |
| Nation cuz I place you on the dynomite | |
| Right? The creamin' to schemin' to get it | |
| Right demeans almighty dolla | |
| The green power, let loose for the hour | |
| I chose the Black Power, extra fly joint for mocha to yellow paper | |
| And you know I don' t delay | |
| Together with my honey like silk to sew | |
| 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 yea 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? | |
| Cknow | |
| The globe spins, jims is drop | |
| No fakin, no bakin three bridges fo money makin | |
| Crooklyn, the ep swinger' s loungeout spot | |
| Roll when I pass lake up drop my saz | |
| Grab my micro, you know how we do in the joint | |
| Do a borrough check to see exactly who in the joint | |
| Hot spots, city streets lot spots and jeeps | |
| As a flower I' m Nile, rivers of style | |
| fresh kid | |
| Yea, stories complete | |
| fresh kid | |
| Rollin on them New York streets | |
| With them nopoor beats at the parliment | |
| 7s up Cknow steelo no equal, but the sun and thats | |
| Funkay | |
| Ease back, the g' s is back as an od 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 | |
| Butterfly | |
| Its that naykle slick near keep it deep from my heads | |
| Let a fed up, appearin in my camulflage | |
| My hustler walk' s in New York | |
| Su fronts say Gucci we make lucci, and never hesitaste the setting | |
| Slap hands with my hands from the lands of Crook | |
| Bein lovely over jams that' s on the flams w hook | |
| Bear muffs, wear cush, its Flatbush | |
| Hear the mental' s instramental cuz it' s ash to dust | |
| I like to hit live deep, keep fam tight tight | |
| Keep the vocal strictly any joint, it' s right | |
| Let me fly | |
| Ease back, the g' s back w the r | |
| Sun is in, the clouds on loud | |
| I got raised by the blue street lights of four cities | |
| My heros died in prison: George Jackson | |
| Action, she' s Buttaflyin, I' m cool eyein | |
| And I rock snow low unless a scrambler got | |
| Me and my honey, we be like Bobby and Erica | |
| Me and my monies, we' ll hurt you boulevard and..? | |
| 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... |
| zuò cí : Digable Planets, James | |
| 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 | |
| Ladybug | |
| I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure | |
| Saw Cknow in my tennis skirt? | |
| And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this | |
| Now here' s a nation for my | |
| Nation cuz I place you on the dynomite | |
| Right? The creamin' to schemin' to get it | |
| Right demeans almighty dolla | |
| The green power, let loose for the hour | |
| I chose the Black Power, extra fly joint for mocha to yellow paper | |
| And you know I don' t delay | |
| Together with my honey like silk to sew | |
| 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 yea 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? | |
| Cknow | |
| The globe spins, jims is drop | |
| No fakin, no bakin three bridges fo money makin | |
| Crooklyn, the ep swinger' s loungeout spot | |
| Roll when I pass lake up drop my saz | |
| Grab my micro, you know how we do in the joint | |
| Do a borrough check to see exactly who in the joint | |
| Hot spots, city streets lot spots and jeeps | |
| As a flower I' m Nile, rivers of style | |
| fresh kid | |
| Yea, stories complete | |
| fresh kid | |
| Rollin on them New York streets | |
| With them nopoor beats at the parliment | |
| 7s up Cknow steelo no equal, but the sun and thats | |
| Funkay | |
| Ease back, the g' s is back as an od 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 | |
| Butterfly | |
| Its that naykle slick near keep it deep from my heads | |
| Let a fed up, appearin in my camulflage | |
| My hustler walk' s in New York | |
| Su fronts say Gucci we make lucci, and never hesitaste the setting | |
| Slap hands with my hands from the lands of Crook | |
| Bein lovely over jams that' s on the flams w hook | |
| Bear muffs, wear cush, its Flatbush | |
| Hear the mental' s instramental cuz it' s ash to dust | |
| I like to hit live deep, keep fam tight tight | |
| Keep the vocal strictly any joint, it' s right | |
| Let me fly | |
| Ease back, the g' s back w the r | |
| Sun is in, the clouds on loud | |
| I got raised by the blue street lights of four cities | |
| My heros died in prison: George Jackson | |
| Action, she' s Buttaflyin, I' m cool eyein | |
| And I rock snow low unless a scrambler got | |
| Me and my honey, we be like Bobby and Erica | |
| Me and my monies, we' ll hurt you boulevard and..? | |
| 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... |
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