It's Good To Be Here

(Butterfly)
the ticky ticky buzz the sun wakes the sky
i fumble through my fuzz and buzz mr. i
tell him scoop the beats and the flyin saucer kit
meet me at the port with the nickel bags and shit
told 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 the earth to resurrect the funk
a dozen snapple pops in a little box of eats
travellin through space with the funky funky beats
stopped at pluto to cop some petrol
met some klingons and got our things on
cruisin warp six with mr. wiggles in the mix
hendrix passin p star child gave the fix
the saucers shook the heavens with the blooms and the blams
because when we hit new york, shazzam
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 a brother planet lands in the flesh from
up in sector six yes yall

(Doodlebug)
and it’s good to be here where 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
when the pumas on they feet and the bombers on their back
we learned it and we earned it so you know you gotta hand it
we planned it when we left how to freak it and to slam it
add a ladybug the transformation is complete
for the metamorphosis from the box to the jeep

(Ladybug)
and it 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 transends
dp’s baby is slim but not thin
in amongst the pebble we rocks on your blocks
soakin in the ghetto for kids to have not
slappin on some skin when we slam check the cheers
so we greet the virgin ears with a kiss
it’s so good to be here

(All)
we jazz up the streets to prove we have beats
fat jazz fat styles and a sound so sweet
and their aint no doubt that you gots to check
doodle, silk, butta, mec

(Butterfly)
it’s so goot to be hear yeah baby that’s the style
the jazz could fill a club or papers by the pile
just ask toy soldier, toy soldier could of told ya
at the boomin funk hut with the afro at the butt
so to the flam lovers that crowd in dark spots
to see them kick that lingo and grip that little crotch
now we have arrived with crazy boogie sounds
get yourself a mate two days to boogie down
this is all we know you feel it when we slams
you could hear the love it comes out in our jams
the hip hop diggin cats just deliverin the words
from the ghetto dwellin youths to the bourgeois in the burbs
and it’s good to be here

(All)
it’s good to be here
it’s good to be here
yeah it’s good to be here
it’s good to be here
it’s good to be here
it’s good to be here
yeah it’s good

(Announcer)
good evening insects, humans too
the cacoon club is pleased to present to you tonight
a new band
straight from sector six
and the colorful ghettos of outer space
they are some weird mother fuckers
but they do jazz it up
so lets bring them out here, yeah

(Butterfly)
thank you, thank you, word fros
ever since i was a caterpillar i jumped to
you know, slammin up earth
so we’re gonna try to do it tonight
let me introduce the insects, the players, to you
on life, my main man, this cat is bad
check him out, c-note, the doodle bug
on wide grooves, sylk worm
on vibes, what what, yo chill man (wassup)
i don’t even know you (tell em, tell em dude)
what are you talkin about
yo bring it back, bring it back, right now
yeah, as i was sayin
on vibes, waves, and feelins
the ladybug, miss mec, yeah
and on thoughts, and talent, and a little grass
is yours truley, mr. butterfly
the mind is time
the mind is space
a horn rush, a bass flush
the minds the taste
so sit back, enjoy the set, yeah
the mind is time
the mind is space
a horn rush, a bass flush
the minds the taste
the mind is time
the mind is space
a horn rush, a bass flush