Examination of What Digable Planets

[Intro: Butterfly]
One day, uh, while I was sippin' some groove juice
I realized that in the span of time, we're just babies
It's all relative, time is unreal
We're just babies, we're just babies, man
We're just babies, we're just babies, man
We're just babies, we're just babies, man
We're just babies, we're just babies, man (Check out the, check out the, check out)

[Verse 1: Butterfly]
Every man's a planet and the props are there to get it
Insects roll together with the spirit in our orbit
Life, it comes and goes and you do not punch a clock
I don't take shit for granted, I think of Scott La Rock
Also of Tyrel and the battles at the borders
My cousins in the joint and the homeless grippin' quarters
The forests are all shrinkin', this deepens to my thinkin'
Don't cover up the nappy, be happy what you're kinkin'
Dwellin', yes, you're dwellin' as the norm is itty-bitty
Figure eighty-fitty for a smidgen of the city
In the Serengeti, get ready for a box
But beware of the shanks and the pistols and the Glocks
If your peoples don't get ya, you still ain't off clean
The politicians mask is worse than Halloween
I think the funky scripts so you know I gots to kick 'em
Now tell me who's the vics and tell me who's the victim