Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian,
And now the world around me be gets movin in slow motion
Whenever she happens to walk by, why does the apple of my eye
Overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much I try?
Fat Lip, “Passin’ Me By,” from The Pharcyde’s Bizarre Ride II The Pharcyde, 1992
In L.A. we buy houses, fuck apartments and lofts.
Defari, “Lowlands Anthem, Pt. 1,” Focused Daily, 1999