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You on point phife?

1nce again tip

You on point phife?

1nce again tip

[Chorus]
After Hours it was cool [x8]

[Q-Tip]
Ten after one I think I'll hop the horse
Downtown late of three of course
Just came from fishing couldn't get a catch
Downtown they'll probably have a batch

[CHORUS]
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
New York, NJ, NC, VA
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin' each and every place with the mic' in their hand
Oaktown, LA, San Fran, St. John

[Phife Dawg]
Yo, microphone check one two what is this
The five foot assassin with the ruffneck business
I float like gravity, never had a cavity
Got more rhymes than the Winans's got family
No need to sweat Arsenio to gain some type of fame
No shame in my game cause I'll always be the same
Styles upon styles upon styles is what I have

[Q-Tip]
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!) *7X*
Well, I'm gone (Go on then!)

Can I kick it? To all the people who can Quest like A Tribe does
Before this, did you really know what live was?
Comprehend to the track, for it's why cuz
Gettin measures on the tip of the vibers

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, check the rhyme

[Verse 1: Q-Tip & (Phife Dawg)]
Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden
We used to kick routines and presence was fittin'
It was I, The Abstract (And me, the Five Footer

Back in the day, on the East side of town,
a little girl sat outside of her house.
Closed her eyes & imagined a while,
wonderin' what it was that made her mind go wild ?
Mama always told her, " Baby, follow your heart,
stay true to the music, add passion to your art. "
The world was cruel, but she spoke the truth.
Baby kept it real & movin', won't raised to be no fool.

[Q] Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden
We used to kick routines and presence was fittin
It was I, The Abstract
[P] And me the five footer
I kicks the mad style so step off the frankfurter
[Q] Yo, Phife, you remember that routine
that we used to make spiffy like Mr. Clean?
[P] Um um, a tidbit, um, a smidgen

[Verse 1: Q-Tip, Busta Rhymes, Jarobi, & Phife]
In the box with the capital G, balling the beat
Status, Chris Paul and John Wall in the league
Grabbin' mics till the knuckles'll bleed, 'cause I believe
The potent and the quote will have ya geek like speed
If rationale is naturale, then we'll weave
It's all edges and peas
Settin' picks, we on a permanent steez

[Chorus: Q-Tip]
Ego, ego
Skip it, trippin in my mind
Ego, ego
Skip it, trippin in my mind
Ego, ego
Trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy
Ego

Relax yourself girl,is that clear..(4X)

Verse One:

(Q-Tip)

Honey, check it out, you got me mesmerized
With your black hair and fat-ass thighs

[Q-Tip]
Back in the days when I was a teenager
Before I had status and before I had a pager
You could find the Abstract listening to hip hop
My pops used to say, it reminded him of be-bop
I said, well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles
The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin like Michael
Its all expected, things are for the lookin

Chorus:
Now you caught my heart for the evening
Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things
Should I just sit out or come harder?
Help me find my way

Q-Tip:
Messing me up, my whole head

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
As we start trudging, me and my brothers we be looking and be bugging
Vehicles of life they be rolling and be nudging
Searching for the virgins of life
That be shoving out the door that's crack
The valleys of time, are always on my feet
As least the beat will combine
The calluses and corns with the funky bassline

Rain all day
Rain all day
Don't you worry

All I wanna do is get down y'all, have a ball y'all and freak, freak y'all
Lifeless ventures ain't new boo, so don't boo hoo yeah, you too
Gotta get a grip like culture, swoop down, swoop down like a vulture
The rhythms will lurk into people, all funk ain't created equal

[Hook]

Hot sex on a platter [x8]

[Phife Dawg]
Ayo who wanna pull on Phifer long time no hear from
Suckers walkin' around talking about they could get some
But that pop is non cypher, no can do

I left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo
I gotta get, I got, got to get it

I left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo

(Girls talking on phone)

[Q-Tip]
It was Friday afternoon in the middle of June
Heineken bottle caps and the aroma of boom
Around the time everybody just got home from class
Shooting dice, talkin shit, hoping the cash would last
Yo, this was around the time when I didn't know no better

Q-Tip:
It was Friday afternoon in the middle of June
Heineken bottle caps and the aroma of boom
Around the time everybody had just got home from class
Shootin dice, talkin shit, hopin the cash would last
Yo, this was around the time when I didn't know no better
Juney moved around in a tinted out Jetta

Stern firm and young with a laid-back tongue
The aim is to succeed and achieve at 21
Just like Ringling Brothers, I'll daze and astound
Captivate the mass, cause the prose is profound

Do it for the strong, we do it for the meek
Boom it in your boom it in your boom it in your Jeep
Or your Honda or your Beemer or your Legend or your Benz

Verse 1: Q-Tip

Brother, brother, brother, Lucien, you're like no other.
Listen very close 'cause I don't like to boast.
Instead, I'll tell the tale of a French who prevailed
Through the Mr. Crazy Rabbits who were always on his tail.
? on sale, your rumour starts to wail.
Get caught with stolen goods and you will go to jail.

[Refrain 1: Q-Tip]
I said I rarely dream in color but (they don't know)
And every brother ain't a brother but (they don't know)
Pop melatonin like they Swedish Fish (they don't know)
To give her everything's my dying wish (they don't know)
Role play, she plays the mannequin (they don't know)
Raising my hand, teacher says "Not again" (they don't know)
The sun is up, but I feel down again (they don't know)

Треклист:
01 - Midnight Marauders Tour Guide
02 - Steve Biko (Stir It Up)
03 - Award Tour [feat. Trugoy The Dove]
04 - A Million Stories
05 - Sucka Nigga
06 - Midnight [feat. Raphael Wiggins]
07 - We Can Get Down

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Listen up everybody the bottom line
I'm a black intellect, but unrefined
with precision like a bullet, target bound
just livin like a hooker, the harlett sounds
now when I say the harlett, you know I mean the hott
V-A-V-A-Vader, the brothers in the spot
Jalick, Jalick ya wind up ya hit
Captain of the poets, I'm the #7 pick

Intro:
You on point Phife?
1nce Again Tip
You on point Phife?
1nce Again Tip
You on point Phife?
1nce Again Tip
Word

Треклист:
01 - Push It Along
02 - Luck Of Lucien [feat. Lucien Revolucien]
03 - After Hours
04 - Footprints
05 - I Left My Wallet In El Segundo
06 - Public Enemy [feat. DJ Red Alert]
07 - Bonita Applebum

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Q-Tip is my title, I don't think that it's vital
For me to be your idol, but dig this recital
If you can't envision a brother who ain't dissing
Slinging this and that, 'cause this and that was missing
Instead, it's been injected, the Tribe has been perfected
Oh yes, it's been selected, the art makes it protected
Afrocentric living, Africans be givin'

[Intro: Q-Tip]
It's a fly love song

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
To the effect of nothing, effective fronting
Is what I don't allow so let me tell you something
I am a bonafide
Not too modest and not a lot of pride

Check my style out
Life situations are the one I speak about
It seems cats now-a-days we gettin' introduced to courage
Don't get discouraged 'cause my words will threw her like flourish
we got the bounty
we from the queen's county
overlookin' things like a Rushmore Mounty
And got no other choice except to get a little love

Chorus: Tribe and L.O.N.S.

Here we go yo, here we go yo
So what so what so what's the scenario
Here we go yo, here we go yo
So what so what so what's the scenario

Verse One: Phife Dawg

Let me tell you 'bout the snakes, the fakes, the lies
The highs at all of these industry shing-dings
Where you see the pretty girls
In the high animated world
Checkin' for a rapper with all the dough
If you take a shit they want to know
And if you're gonna fall, they won't be around, y'all
So you still wanna do the show business?

*all vocals by Q-Tip*

So many people, right now
Motivated to shit
Bull shit over some bull shit ass reasons
But we 'bout to put it inside of a love perspective like
Love it

Треклист:
01 - Start It Up
02 - Find A Way
03 - Da Booty
04 - Steppin’ It Up [feat. Busta Rhymes, Redman]
05 - Like It Like That
06 - Common Ground (Get It Goin’ On)
07 - Moms [feat. Spanky]

Треклист:
01 - Excursions
02 - Buggin’ Out
03 - Rap Promoter
04 - Butter
05 - Verses From The Abstract [feat. Vinia Mojica, Ron Carter]
06 - Show Business [feat. Diamond D, Lord Jamar, Sadat X]
07 - Vibes And Stuff

Q-Tip:

Let me flaunt the style (style), I think that the time's near
That we drop studs (studs), there will be no duds here
Rappers play the dumb (dumb), kinda on the space tip
But when they hear the jams (jams), they be on the dilsnick
Now I'm not for the rock (rock), I know the territory
Go ahead and try (try), that's a different story

We can get down, we can, we can get down
We can get down, we can, we can get down
We can get down, we can, we can get down
We can get down, we can, we can get down
We can get down, we can, we can get down
We can get down, we can, we can get down
We can get down, we can, we can get down
We can get down, we can, we can get down

Q-Tip:
One, two, what'cha wanna do
Three, four, cuz we're gonna give you more
Five, six, and we ain't the tricks
Seven, eight, and we got it straight
Nine, ten, cuz we make it blend
Eleven, twelve, never ever goin for self
Tribe Called Quest situation

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
The taste of nuthin, this does somethin
Mom's got no back, says I'm frontin
Call me Smiley, cuz I'm wiley
Living life like the life of Riley
Smokin' blunts with a boy named Bud
We cough up your lungs, cough up your cud
Put out fires, with a 40, ounce of water