niggas love Abstract Yo, from Far Rock to Flushing, concussion Every time a nigga rhyme it's like we get our bus' on I used to ride a dollar van an'
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t no screws in it. Roll up and get swoll up. Hold up. How ya gonna play me like a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long way to get checked So give me
YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS STAND UP NEW YORK!!!! Yeah! I ain't finshed yet! Mr. Magic, Chuck Chillout, Audio Two A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, Black Sheep
A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can come back anytime (Hah, thanks a lot) Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute Ace, turn that
don't model Adidas, just stick with the fashion Y'all already got do' so just spit for the passion The way ya rhyme give me Tribe Called Quest flashbacks
feeling of A Tribe Called Quest But all they got left is this guy called West Better take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def Call him Kwa-lI or
all don't model Adidas, just stick with the fashion Y'all already got do' so just spit for the passion The way ya rhyme give me Tribe Called Quest flashbacks
talkin shit, huffin a dip Call up my niggaz and say "Yo, don't even trip" DAZ and my nigga Kurupt Came through and a MC scooped me up Aiiyo, I got the
change in a year tell me how everything go and i kno someone told me you wanted to teach (let me give you my new shit x7) call me
Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get mad if you call her a snitch
Never even care who you sounded like Sound like Snoop Dogg, then you switched to Treach Bit the Pharcyde then A Tribe Called Quest And you gots no respect for me
my guest Yo, 'cause Jungle Brothers in the House And De La's in the house And Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest Ya, ya, ya, ya, you wanna all it Y'know 'cause I could give
a new rep Rap, Busta Rhymes, or bust this wicked rhyme Yeah y'all in '92, I'm packin' my roach spray, anyway Ding-A-Ling, Tribe Called Quest, Leaders
feeling of A Tribe Called Quest But all they got left is this guy called West Better take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def Call him Kwa-li
from the music chef Jazzy Jeff Children, I've traveled this globe, north to south, east to west And whenever my soul appears lost I turn to the musical stylings of a Tribe Called Quest
to the preacher I'm talking about a verse without a curse that's how I reach ya I can rock a party without a swear or a harsh verb Backwards, no curse
rap is for you people in the past who were against me Who snatched up every opportunity to diss me Put me down like I was nothin', treated me like a
