DIGABLE PLANETS - It's Good To Be Here lyrics

rate me

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

tell my pops i'm out earthbound with the crew

he said butterfly may the boogie be with you

left my moms a note with these quotes on a trunk

it says i split to earth to resurrect the funk

a dozen snapple pops and a little box of beats

travellin through space with the funky funky beats

stopped at pluto to cop some patrol

met some klingons and got our things on

cruisin warp 6 with mr. wiggles in the mix

hendrix passin peas star child get the fix

the saucer shook the heavens with the blooms and the blams

because when we hit new york - shazam

we droppin like a comet and this vulcan tried to spock it

these martians tried to do it, but knew they couldn't cop it

the others from our brother planet lands in the flesh

from up in sector 6 yes y'all

and it's good to be here

when we landed up on lex

stirrin up the ground with the sound of doug e fresh

and the hard rockin kids that did it for the black

with the pumas on their feet and the barmas on their back

we learned and we earned it so you know you got to hand it

we planned it when we left how to freak it and to slam it

add a ladybug transformation is complete

for the metamorphosis from the box to the jeep

and it's good to be here

gettin fly with the raps

we love it where we from but we kick it where we at

bumpin out with somethin that pops and transcends

dps baby it's slim but not thin

in amongst the pebbles we rocks on your blocks

soakin in the ghetto for kids that have not

slappin on some skin when we slam check the cheers

so we greet their virgin ears with a kiss

it's so good to be here

we jazz up the streets to prove we have beats

fat jazz fat style and the sound so sweet

and there ain't no doubt that you got to check

doodle, silk, butter, mec

it's so good to be here

yeah baby that's the style

the jazz can fill a club or papers by the pile

just ask toy soldier, toy soldier could of told you

at the boomin funk hut it was the afro with the butt

so to the flam lovers that crowd in dark spots

so see em kick the lingo and grip that little crotch

now we have arrived with crazy boogie sounds

get yourself a mate today's to boogie down

this is all we know we feel it when we slams

you could hear the love, it comes out in our jams

the hiphop diggin cats just deliverin the words

from the ghetto-dwellin youth to the bourgies in the burbs

and it's good to be here