[Verse 1: Ladybug] The Bloom, the Swoon, the Sugars on your block The Planets land in flesh in the corners of New York The ghetto, the meadow, the Mr. Butter flew The Honeybugs dug and licked the honeydew The sun, the kiss, the funk for a bliss The lips with the soul and some jazz for ya hips The puff, the buzz, the lids be heavy slick The Mecca...Learn More

[Verse 1: Butterfly] Smooth to the ooze came Butter Try to gank my style and I'll hip you to the heater At the speed of bop grew the hard rock You can ask my dads Chairman Mao comrades Squattin' at they pads Diggin' on the jazz that's the half of it Uncle Sam showed us all his space we refuted it Told him that ghetto is the aim, let go of my...Learn More