A Tribe Called Quest Lyrics
A Tribe Called Quest Lyrics
"We Can Get Down Lyrics"
Reign Lyrics
Yea {*echoes*} I feel the rain comin down on me niggas, heh {*echoes*} When the sun gon' shine? {*echoes*} My lord, somebody help us all, heheh {*echoes*} [singer: repeat in background] I think the rain is callin murda (Murda) I think the reign is callin murdaaa (Mur - da) I think the rain is callin murda (Murda) I th
Yea {*echoes*} I feel the rain comin down on me niggas, heh {*echoes*} When the sun gon' shine? {*echoes*} My lord, somebody help us all, heheh {*echoes*} [singer: repeat in background] I think the rain is callin murda (Murda) I think the reign is callin murdaaa (Mur - da) I think the rain is callin murda (Murda) I th
chorus:
We can get down
We can, we can get down(both lines 4X)
Ah, it's like that man, it's like that (yes!)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes!) (2X)
It's like that man, it's like that
(Rakim from "My Melody":"Why waste time on the microphone")
Check it
Phife:
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never know
Steppin on my critics, beatin on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can go
Straight from the heart, I represent hip hop
I be three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop
Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top
Too much candy is no good, so now I'm
Taking a Chance on Love Lyrics
Writers: Latouche/Fetter/Duke Here I go again I hear those trumpets blow again All aglow again Taking a chance on love Here I slide again About to take that ride again Starry eyed again Taking a chance on love I thought that cards were a frame-up I never would try But Now I'm taking the game up And the
closin the shopWriters: Latouche/Fetter/Duke Here I go again I hear those trumpets blow again All aglow again Taking a chance on love Here I slide again About to take that ride again Starry eyed again Taking a chance on love I thought that cards were a frame-up I never would try But Now I'm taking the game up And the
X Crushin competition like Italians on grapes
My rhymes styles be blendin like a Ron G tape
My man where ya goin? You can't escape
When the Tribe is in the house, that means nobody is safe
How can a reverend preach, when a rev can't define
The music of our youth from 1979
We rap about what we see, meaning reality
>From people bustin caps and like Mandela bein free
Not every MC be with the negativity
We have a slew of rappers pushin positivity
Hip hop will never die yo, it's all about the rap
So Marion Barry smokin crack, let's preach about that
The trash you talk won't matter, that old bogus chatter
The more that you condemn us,
The Half of It, Dearie" Blues Lyrics
Mmmm (scat) I've got the "You don't know the half of it, dearie" blues Oh how I wish you'd drop that anger, and end your cruise You're just a duffer, who makes me suffer All the younger set, says your heart's to let I've got the "You don't know the half of it, dearie" blues Mmmm (scat) (instr
it only makes us phatterMmmm (scat) I've got the "You don't know the half of it, dearie" blues Oh how I wish you'd drop that anger, and end your cruise You're just a duffer, who makes me suffer All the younger set, says your heart's to let I've got the "You don't know the half of it, dearie" blues Mmmm (scat) (instr
X When I talk, I know I'm talkin for hip-hoppers all around
You know you love the sound, we gets down
chorus:
Q-Tip:
I'm the cherry on the top of yo ice cream
X I'm the mystic thought inside your dream
Listen to the way we pulsate the jam
I'm the nigga here with the mic in hand
Styles that we present are just a few
To do away with you and your hum drum crew
This is '93 and the shit is real
Black people unite and put down your steel
Ladies make a forum on your sexual drive
Devoted to your lover and make it thrive
The riff was of F, I'm a hip hop body
Release the energy like the force of a shott
Flowers on Icarus' tomb Lyrics
(instrumental)
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Standin on the wall with my Polo on
Talkin to the girl with the Liz Claiborne
Keep the poetry in my black knapsack
Got my Timbo hooves and my Doublemint pack
Hit the city streets to enhance my soul
I can kick a rhyme over ill drum rolls
With a kick, snare, kicks and high hat
Skilled in the trade of that old boom bap
I can do a trick with the opposite breed
I used to down 40s and smoke great weed
Now, I'm doin shows with half loot down
Now it's time for me to take ya uptown
It's like that man, it's like that (yes!) (7X)
It's like this, Shaheed!
Shaheed:(scratching)(until end)
Rakim: "Why waste time on the microphone"