Pacifics (Sdtrk "N.Y. Is Red Hot")

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 New York, I'm chillin' in New York
 The hoods is on my block and the brothers at the court
 The baseball hats is on and the projects is calm
 Dream time'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 is incagin'
 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, just chill
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 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 sin apple
 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
 Hip-Hop's all around the members is growin'
 Please dig on the sounds 'cause the good vibes they snowin'
 So chill
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 (One, two)
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 (Three, Four)
 Wake up, prayin' that the game's on
 Maybe it's The Runnin' Rebs, maybe it's The Knicks
 Maybe it's a rerun of an old TV show
 Like Hawaii 5-0 or karate flicks
 Maybe if the phone rings butterfly will take wings
 Speakin' on some cool things frontin' like I cope
 Born under flat ground now I'm chillin' shaky ground
 Reachin' for Pacific heights, Sunday is my rope, dig it
 Sunday's to relax, Sunday's to relax
 Some Sunday mornin' drama is callin' up my mama
 The hot line is in, I guess The Silvers knew the deal
 Vibin' off the jams of the crews on Sugar Hill
 Lay around and think ain't nothin' to do
 Checkin' out some frommes, some satre, camus
 Mingus's Ah Um, damn Roach can drum
 The DP's are life, there they go, here they come
 It's time to grab some loot put on the timber boots
 Checkin' out some dollies, Dali's like Tasha and Kamali
 NY is a museum with its posters and graffiti
 If you're in the city on Sunday, come check me, get with me
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 New York is red hot, is red hot
 New York is red hot, New York is red hot
 New York is red hot, is red hot