Letra de Pacifics (From The Original Motion Picture Soundtrack “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 MondayLookin' 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 AppleWho 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 recommendedBut 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 chillNew York is red hot, New York is red hot New York is red hot, New York is red hotWe 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 AppleYou 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 violenceBut 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 chillNew 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 flicksMaybe 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 itSunday'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 HillLay 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 comeIt'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 meNew 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 hotNew 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