Jimmi Diggin’ Cats

[Intro: Butterfly, Mecca & Doodlebug]
Yo, everybody's goin' retro, right?
Word
And I was thinking
If the '60s and '70s were now
Isaac Hayes would have his own 900 number
I know, and MC Hammer woulda been a pimp, right?
Yo, and Jimi? Jimi woulda dug us, right?
Word

[Verse 1: Butterfly]
Get yours, float up to the stars
Planets hits a spot 'bout six blocks east of Mars
Air-sole kicks and crushed velvet hats
Hanging off the ave with the beautifulest naps
Ride in the crest with the blessed, give a yes
Planets kinda funky as if you hadn't guessed
Placebos getting blocked, funky joints get rocked
Jive is not found, we fly from the flesh
Whether Jeep or 'Lac
Peak you as you been there and float to them raps
Butterfly's planets for the jam eight-tracks
From the '90 tops with the twists and plaits
Look beneath my hat
Find the braids that hit ya, metro quite equipped
Knows of all the funk that was laid in seven zips
Funk is phat, homie, homie, don't you know me?
Cool is back, give some skin, lay it on me
Groovy you could call it, hip, yeah, you could call we
Ficky sticky fingers stuck us, loot junkies
If you digging rhyme, then you digging rap
Jimi's digging this and we be digging that
Yeah

[Bridge: Jimi Hendrix, Butterfly, Ladybug & Doodlebug]
The song is by some groovy cats
If you can dig the cats, you can dig the song
Yo, the Black Panthers woulda had their own cartoon, right?
I know and eight-track Walkmans, right?
True, The Jackson 5 woulda had dreads
Word, my man Tito would look fly, right?
Word, and Jimi woulda dug Dig Planets for real, word

[Verse 2: Butterfly]
Planets busting out of this L7 square
Check out the wares, check out the hairs
Sweetback chills with Shaft on the ave
Jimi's digging cats and that's just the half
Where'd they find the stuff to freak it like a wizard?
Slick just like a lizard, really weird, or is it?
It's just the logic from how we rocks it
Pop shock picks it up and drops its
We, the synthesis of then and now melts
Channeled to the masses by a DJ and some felts
Long-haired hippies, afro Blacks
All get together 'cross the tracks
Because when we shows up, rhythm rolls up
Funk cannot be measured while the pleasure grows up
Life ain't what it seems, life is but a dream
Planets wreaking havoc is as constant as the rain
Yeah

[Outro: Digable Planets & Jimi Hendrix]
Jimi's digging cats, Jimi's digging cats
Jimi's digging cats, Jimi's digging cats
Jimi's digging cats, Jimi's digging cats
Jimi's digging cats, Jimi's digging cats
The song is by some groovy cats
If you can dig the cats, you can dig the song
Yeah, I can really dig the way the cats, uh, get down with the sound as it is today
The way they're bringing it all together, they're cool
Brothers are doin' it right
And they're paying good respect to the masters
I can dig it
Exactly the way it should be
Yeah