chorus: I don't eat no ham n' eggs, 'cause they're high in cholesterol A yo, Phife do you eat em? No, Tip do you eat em? Uh huh, not at all(again)
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
' Can I get a beep and a ? of cheerin'? I am what I am, that's a tribal man We all know the colours, we all must stand As we start our travels, things
hop slams through the nineties, no fad As a rhythm, have been given Hurry up, become, we breakin' out, out With a rhythmic instinction to be able to travel
quest around for the musical hard On the avenues, streets and boulevard Not sellin' out, that's a negative Lovin' hip hop, lovin' heritage Got the instinct to travel
Check this out, Cool DJ, Red Alert With my man, Q-Tip In the morning, woke up from sexual pleasures Looked at her sexual partner Who acquainted her acquaintance
After hours it was cool After hours it was cool After hours it was cool After hours it was cool After hours it was cool After hours it was cool After
it's all, irrelevant i'm so high i won't, remember it and i wish that this could last forever but maybe one night is even better real nigga mayne all the people
both ways I don't know which way to go And what do I count on Is it the road less traveled or the one I already know? And no, I'm not traveling alone
mystery mentally and physically Yeah I've seen the bright lights ever so vividly Party with the star types and mingle with the industry But geez we don't need another hero I relate to real people
King and sons of God Travel on their way from the earth Coming restless mile Easing all of them, all of them for you Strange times are here Strange times
, yeah Yeah, make you a deal, check These here's the dog years and motherfuckers don't shed I try to bring you life but motherfuckers want dead So I travel
I smack the.... Whole days of my life are spent inside my bed Just maxin' an' relaxin' like I'm at club med Ya say you like this record,you think it's fun? Party people
much money, but boy if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live If I was a sculptor, but then again, no Or a man who makes potions in a traveling
the mind, I stand up strong, no falling behind, theres more to england than london i see it, if you dont travel around you wont see it, Countrysides Towns and Cities, different people
my song Now it's clowning with a bullet It's nice to have someone so honestly devoted But when it's said and done Girl, I hope you know that The traveling
talking big money bitch Hammer stay cocked like Alfred the Hitch Take money like a pimp make money like a mint? Gettin money is the only time life make sense People like me, but people
again Have another fly into the sky Somewhere flying high Astral traveller Leaving without her Wandering where lights go Leave out the body load Once in the air, people