We live in a solar system In the centre is the Sun All the planets move around it We've seen every single one Orbiting the big, bright sun Orbiting the big, bright sun Planets in our solar system 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Telescopes, they help us see them We've seen every single one Orbiting the big, bright sun Orbiting the big, bright sun Mercury, Venus and Earth and Mars And Jupiter and Saturn. Uranus too, and don't forget that pretty blue Neptune. We live in a solar system In the centre is the Sun All the planets move around it We've seen every single one Orbiting the big, bright sun Orbiting the big, bright sun

Hmm... (Look to the stars) Ooh... ooh... If you're walkin' down a road and see a falling star (Keep on walking) do you make a wish (keep on walking, keep on walking) Ooh, just remember luck is no such thing One man succeeds while another man fails Why is it then you ask the stars up above The planets of life who controls your very soul From the beginning of birth And throughout eternity As does the stars up above (Just ask them) ooh, the planets of life (just ask them) Who controls your very soul Ask them why leo is so sound and practical And gemini so inconsistent Ooh, let me tell you a secret i know Known the world over Your life is controlled by the stars (Just ask them) ooh, the planets of life (just ask them) (Virgo) virgo is known for versatility (Taurus) while taurus, oh, persistency (Aries) yet aries to be very, very ambitious (Libra) libra, they? re cheerful and merry, whoa Pisces, the fish, you are romanticist Constantly trying to escape from reality Into the bliss land of atlantis Mmm... whatever your sign may be Look to the stars of happiness and love Aquarius (aquarius) you try to refuse the people Will always let the sun shine in Oh, but cancer, i know you are patient and understanding Why is it that scorpio can be lead astray Ow, sagittarius, keep on being independent Uh-huh, capricorn keeps the faith, baby Mmm, your stable personality Why is it then you ask the stars up above The planets of life, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, watching the planets Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, watching the planets align Oh, oh, oh, what is the reason Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, I got no reason to lie Yes, yes, yes, killing the ego Yes, yes, yes, alright Yes, yes, yes, killing the ego tonight No, no, no, I got no secrets No, no, no, no, no No, no, no, I got no secrets to hide Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh See, the sun's gonna rise See, the sun's gonna rise And take your fears away Like the soft tit of the motherbrain Oh, oh, oh, finding the answer Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Finding that there ain't no answer to find Oh, oh, oh, watching the planets Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, watching the planets align Oh, oh, oh, building a fire Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, burning the Bible tonight Oh, oh, oh, watching the eagle Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, watching the eagle fly Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The sun's gonna rise

Smooth (Smooth) Beyond the (Beyond the) Automatic, systematic (Automatic) Complex (Just ease it in) The feelings right The music is tight (The music? s tight) Departin? out of Crooklyn, type Saturday night The Gear, The God, was rockin? type, way out of sight Limpin' past the market scene, my man, aight Steelo type fat, solar type facts Later for milk and honey Get the money out this piece, relax (Relax) I handle streets, all type slick Just like a seven no lash She got moist? cause I got? s the platinum voice Like syrup, for delf roamin', the New York Boroughs As they temp our perms, plus I ride the iron worms Uptown across down, from the boogie with no fake Ghetto to my marrow then ease on back to Crooklyn Hold it, has loot in my timbs and army suits Parlayin? where Malcolm stood, now brother? s plus they blow out A slicker nigga pig, dig me picking my fuckin'? fro out Limpin' up the one tree fives, the P jects, the eject these herbs That? s word to green herb, not the curbs I play that like, primo supreme hustler Nappy hair, oil slick, loyal to kick and dirty snare, little panther Answers to the nom de plum butter Nice, preciser, rubber, slicer and cutter In a freshly dip state, I contemplate Who? s avenue be makin' the most bacon My honey gets the loot out We? re shaking? We gettin' live Dreamin? bein? in the Central Ave. bus stop Then I call bust out, wassup? Seems that the dream teams me Mecca, The God and Sulaiman If their beats is phatty And it? s on then I? m gone Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (Slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in, zoom Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in, slick You know my motions, slimmer with no limo I ride the C local and tilt my army brimmer Milt bless the vibes, pro symbolize Built with the fives, my clique then amplified Sounds as we ease beneath the New York moon Pounds as we dip increase these New York tunes It? s the universe I have Nappy and happy, June 12th I self don? t say that exists, imported on the ships With irons around the fist Gradual to afros, black cats and fist picks Still creatin' boogies and the styles they want Now they try to move us for the styles we flaunt But I, seen it sunny, plus seen rain Plus seen my moneys gettin' smoked for change I face left in the round up Pound up The God when the devil wished the cents Blaowed to the essence sinks Deep down into the blue train cover The real got surreal? cause we feel you ain? t a ganster When I was a youngster, ate jazz and black Freedom had a pistol, it was just like that Old earth gave me kisses to her coach of power records Pumas, these flavors, busy B mic. checkin? s The crowd says I? m down from the ground up But what if emcee comes, come on, emcee go Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (As slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin in zoom Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (Slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin in, yeah, slick The feelin's right The music? s tight (The music? s tight) Departin? out of Crooklyn type, Saturday night The gear, The God, was rockin? type, way out of sight Limpin' past the market scene, my man, aight When the mic, check counts my amount is cash I don? t shoot out, I get that loot out? cause I? m fresh Hit you with the gold front rim with diamond look Muhammad made? em, Nikki paid him, I was shook I tell an emcee in a eye blink That you whack as crack (Whack) C know got my back And we both can laugh And for example, we swift this, lifted up on luck And for complexion like brass and brown skin We of this, built this with South, Boogie Down Bronx Ask the clowns, in the suits with the cash I tell? em, pass the ruck Or get stuck by my comrades badge Just like my mom and dad had it And did it Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (As slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (Slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can Quiet please, quiet please, welcome to this class Black studies 700, The Art Of Easing I? m your conductor, instructor, Mr. Castro Take a look at your syllabus You are required to be plushed out and dip daily Guess, army suits, Timbs, Lugz, whatever Quiet please in the back, quiet please You will have 2 texts And finally, we are takin' a field trip To the East Star Housin', projects speak perfect slang Black Ceaser, Superfly, Golden These are the images we want you portrayed in Please, could you be quiet Mr. Simmons Thank you

I'm blue mood y? all, I slive with jiva y? all I'm actually deep y? all, invented time y? all In ten fourths y? all, I pay your cap y? all I player late y? all and draw down to I bust raps y? all, in love with naps y? all The sweet beats kid, I speak my thoughts y? all I wreck the break y? all, don? t trust the flag y? all I dig the birds y? all, I'm layin' out now, yeah The season? s been good like a sweet I hang out with a gang out flat bush with cool beats I found the reverberated shout was goddamn And questions 'bout the methods how the Planets made jam Wallowed through a gang a murk in the interim I couple time we got jerked but still invented them Wicked little kinky joints that got us ghetto weight And also kept the jazz alive by pullin' off the plates Maybe only we was hip to stretchin' out the brain I felt Bird Parker when I shot it in my vein I toss these major losses on the Mingus jazzy strum Flip off into a nod and dig myself a dyin' young It? s like cool was the bop and the flair I kicks to my pools by the nap of their hair I'm pinnin' Uncle Sam for the death of swingin' quotes For losin' Bud Powell slidin' over Dizzy's notes Was it that the rebirth was the birth for new shit, of cool shit The jazz power showers from the crew was sure legit But hey, present since gone Hank Mo's gone They kill the coolest breeze in this land of the free And it been like that since they lied about they flag Like all my main mans gave they beats up for skags So I pops it at your crew like Bu I did a lid But I used Lee's Cooker got my buzz around midnight I'm so shy y? all, I'm hip to badge y? all From sector six, yeah and now and then too I slows the trims y? all and fades a fake now I know the nat y? all I'm layin' out y? all, yeah The season? s been smooth like the suede Pumas that butter got when butter got paid Or better yet Dolphy's archetypes for cool dudes Or better still Trane usin' space in afro blue It? s simple, swing be the freakin' of the time The spinnin' by the kings good for speakin' of the mind The forty seven sessions gave the buzzes that I caught They asked was it cool blues knowledge (What you thought?) I told 'em it was solid, dig, the licks was way out My baby loves to kiss when Ornette just lays out So the quotes be as such bout the kits, uh You down with Digable Planets yous a hipster, shit I lay it on the cats about monk The logical extensions comin' boomin' out that trunk Assumin' that the room in which you zooms designed by your mind Not the stars and stripes but red Cali? booms And the rat-a-tat-tat by Max or Philly Joe on we go The fly shit y? all, we don? t quit y? all It? s slick beats here and it? s out there A smooth groove kid, the jive is high y? all We ain? t marks y? all okay pow me up Uh, the seasons been fat like some boom Doodlebug? s math jazz fillin' up the room When Booker jam with Eric at the funky five spot Jimmy Cob's job was layin' crashes on the top Butter cop his lid at this little Harlem jam The tenor bop the middle and his shades and his tam I'm diggin' how these dudes made my buzz a little hipper And angles on the moves really couldn? t get no blacker I'm sinkin' deep to the sleekness of the horn I'm thinkin' take the hipness and just lay it in my form So when the hoodlums flood waitin' for another anthem I say it? s in the blood cause it notin' but rhythm And rhythm goes on and on to the break of moon, baby The dads is gone but they used to come lovely The sickness towards the world? s cause Sam caused the blues But hipness takes a swirl and jams by my crew Infect space y? all, we swing time y? all It? s like milk yeah, it? s like be bop The new scat slips, oh shit, we got fly kicks It? s like jazz, uh, it? s like us now