butterfly searchin for a relax pullin from the jazz stacks cause it's

sunday

on the air is incense sounds to the ceiling tried to get this feelin

since

monday

lookin out the window watchin all the people go

buggin off a funny vibe cause now it seems they're equal

wonder what would trane say wonder what my pop say

buggin off the calmness in the apple

who me i'm coolin in ny, i'm chillin in ny

the hoods is on my block and the brothers at the court

the baseball hats is on and the projects is calm

dreamtime's extended - and highly recommended

but early birds like me's up checkin out the scene

the early worms jog, forget about your job

just come dig the essence while the decadence is hidden

when people act like people the theory ??

if you know the norm it's like hades transformed

on sunday's early hours the city sprouts its flowers

so get with the rhythms while you gettin with the planets

vibe off the jams but don't take them for granted

we venture through the streets in search of funky beats

extensive is the travels and it's heavy on the sneaks

ye it's kickin out the speakers of the sunday morning jeepers

my man do planets do it lovely?

am i my brother's keeper?

we foot it to the park where the swoon units walk

and sit with the phoenicians diggin on musicians

hangin with the rebels sippin on a snapple

buggin with my crew just trippin in the apple

you be thinkin peace when you're vibin with your flock

but you be thinkin damn everybody's got a glock

if you got some beef please express that in silence or else - violence

but right here is the life it's the children of the concrete

livin off the fruits and the functions of the fat beats

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