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0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S Т U V W X Y Z
А Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И Й К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Ъ Ы Ь Э Ю Я

A Tribe Called Quest - Excursions



[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 looking 
If you got the money, Quest is for the booking 
Come on everybody, let's get with the fly modes 
Still got room on the truck, load the back boom 
Listen to the rhymes, to get a mental picture 
Of this black man, black woman venture 
Why do I say that, cuz I gotta speak the truth man 
Doing what we feel for the music is the proof and 
Planted on the ground, the act is so together 
Bonafied strong, you need leverage to sever 
The unit, yes, the unit, yes, the unit called the jazz is 
We deliver it each year on the street for the beat cuz 
You can find it on the rack in your record store(store) 
If you get the record, then your thoughts are adored and appreciated 
Cuz we're ever so glad we made it 
We work hard, so we gotta thank God 
Dishin out the plastic, do the dance till you spastic 
If you dis...it gets drastic 
Listen to the rhymes, cuz its time to make gravy 
If it moves your booty, then shake, shake it baby 
All the way to Africa a.k.a. The Motherland (uh) 
Stick out the left, then I'll ask for the other hand 
That's the right hand, Black Man (man) 
Only if you was noted as my man (man) 
If I get the credit, then I'll think I deserve it 
If you fake moves, don't fix your mouth to word it 
Get in the zone of positivity, not negativity 
Cuz we gotta strive for longevity 
If you botch up, what's in that (ass) (what?) 
A pair of Nikes, size ten-and-a-half (come on, come on) 

Chorus: 

We gotta make moves 
Never, ever, ever could we fake moves (come on, come on) (4X) 

You gotta be a winner all the time 
Can't fall prey to a hip hop crime 
With the dope raps and dope tracks for you for blocks 
From the fly girlies to the hardest of the rocks 
Musically the Quest, is on the rise 
We on these Excursions so you must realize 
Hip hop continually, about the Zulu 
If you don't like it, get off the Zulu tip 
So what could you do in the times which exist 
You can't fake moves on your brother or your sis 
But if your sis is a (bitch), brother is a jerk 
Leave 'em both alone and continue with your work 
Whatever it may be into this society 
Everything is fair, at least that how it seems to me 
You must be honest and true to the next 
Don't be phony and expect one not to flex 
Especially if you rhyme, you have to live by the pen 
Your man is your man, then treat him like your friend 
All it is, is the code of the streets 
So listen to the knowledge being dropped over beats 
Beats that are hard, beats that are funky 
It could get you hooked like a crackhead junkie 
What you gotta do to is know that the Tribe's in this sphere 
The Abstract Poet, prominent like Shakespeare 

Chorus (repeat until end) 

Edgar Allan Poe, it don't stop (uh!)




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