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Graffiti
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Graffiti was released on October 18, 1994 by Pendulum Records as a part of the album Blowout Comb
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Release DateOctober 18, 1994
LabelPendulum Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM184

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Digable Planets
Digable Planets
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maryann "Ladybug" Vieira
Maryann "Ladybug" Vieira
Composer
Craig L. "Doodlebug" Irving
Craig L. "Doodlebug" Irving
Composer
Ishmael Butler
Ishmael Butler
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Digable Planets
Digable Planets
Producer
Dave Darlington
Dave Darlington
Mixing Engineer
Nick Rives
Nick Rives
Immersive Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Go out into the field and rap to those people)
I got the concrete, under my feet
I got the shotty, right next to my body
I got the hood notes, so street, get your float on
I got the ease back style, watch out what I'm typin'
Noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise, noise
To summarize a lick at the man with the stick
Come strategy, fight act like New York
Pieces can squeeze deep of the way
Why G mayors sonnies dis it
We latitude sway, we determine the prey
He swings the whole sphere in original scare
Steelo's weak soul scream and a whisper
Blow the house right over, black people grow
We make noise, noise, noise, noise
Going
Noise, noise, noise, noise
I got the buck-wild style that make you get hyper
I got the knowledge of God, sevens all in my cipher
I got the New York hip hop, so it goes on and on
Lose my mind, pen and paper, then the rhymes is not
Mind held down well, so ya can't touch it
When I discharge, fools pray for peace
Beats all on my back, it's just like that in Brooklyn
So I vibrate and shake 'em off like fleas
Electromagnatic radiation, radio waves
Changing frequency
Here in NYC we get busy
Raps and peas, street smarts, no college degrees
Too many degrees, the freeze not fakin'
Fake snakes are bacon, honeys hips are shakin'
It ain't no joke, so get your boys
This is a full rule, what we do
We make noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise
I got the power for twenty-four hours
I got the love pump, Brooklyn don't front
I got the fly joints pat, like that, like that
I got the slo-mo, pick-up float, got my clique, I get pose
I get sly when I feel the positive vibe, uh
The seven gets eleven when I'm filled with the vibes
Now I'm flyin' high, through the seventh dimension
As I travel uptown to get a piece of the action
Then I'm maxin' with the actual facts men
As we relax to a black Ceaser flick and third vision
My movements is precision, supreme mathematician
Indeed I'm true and livin when I'm givin'
What?
That noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise, noise
Brothers with the blowouts, develop your envelopes
Stamp it, amp it, raise your razor blade
Found downtown in the land of crooks
My pops say, "Books", I say, "Sneaks and name buckles"
Pigs say, "Freeze!" Boy, shit, I just chuckles
Fence, alley
Walkin' by them fronts from my jip in the flatty
Everthing cherry 'cause george just stole a Caddy
Who bust Dex was the question next, Dre said
"Northbound"
Then he sipped his Becks
Then he clipped his vex, display the context
Beep code, street clothes and all the nose candy
Hotter microphone, heater, the chrome jammy
My family consists one honey
Comrades, ghetto streets, more gods than greeks
The seven twos eleven till death toys
Now you understand what I'm talking about
Now you understand what my walk is about
Now you understand what New York is about
We make noise, noise, noise, noise
It's just noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise, noise, noise, noise
Noise
(They keep lying together like fingers on the can)
(No outsiders ever, never)
Written by: Craig L. "Doodlebug" Irving, Ishmael Butler, Maryann "Ladybug" Vieira
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