Phife dawg Yo Kamal reggie noble up in ya Yo Busta bus, yo it's time to step up You know I plaster, the little bastard And mastered the real way you
Check it out, check it out, to the break of, break of dawn Who's that, guess, one of the L.O.N.S. And a Tribe Called Quest, East Coast to West Remixed
Yo! We about to rock this joint from the family And we want ya'll all to know that it's time To rock rock ya'll, freak freak ya'll To the beat ya'll,
I really know how it feels to be stressed out, stressed out When you?re face to face with your adversity I really know how it feels to be stressed out
up I have to follow my intuition Make a decision Just for a while I have to let it go I have to follow my intuition Make a decision I'm taking a road trip
Felt you were good, you felt you were right Waited for hours to come into night The thought of the day has started the time The way of the bad is the
Yeah, yeah, yeah Doin' our thing in Queens We had dreams about bein' emcees An' there was no concern about so an' so An' these record companies But
Hello, this is your Midnight Marauder program I am on the front of your cover I will be enhancing your cassettes and CDs With certain facts that you
trail You will find yourself behind for a map does not prevail See the levels peakin' as the rhythms keep a screechin' A quest, oh yes a quest, inside
be wildin While I be on mission that's beyond eye level Questin out the devil and this styles that I sever- -al Quest with the Questers, a Quest on a
this joint then please come dance along To the music 'cuz it's done just for the rhyme Now I gotta scat and get mine, underlined The jazz, the what? The jazz to move that ass 'Cuz the Tribe
I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the party out I'm 'bout to wreck ya body and say turn the
Fool, defined in Webster's Open up the book, read it, read it Turn the page, see what it says Read it to me will you please? One who acts doped, so what
to the devil So turn up the bass and lay low on the treble We be the real MC's and you dead, bring a shovel Revitalize, the vital Tribe nigga, what?
stuff is present (yeah), established with the beat (beat) We roll around on wheels (huh) or utilise the feet (feet) Go and keep progressin (huh), egos of the Tribe (Tribe
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
And it's yours Commentatin', you illustratin, All the beautiful things that a baller can go for But I'm not that, I don't like to floss If you need me
here to Sacramento This here groove was made for vintage freestylin' Feelin' like I?m chillin' on a Caribbean island Rugged, raw material is what we bring forth A Tribe Called Quest
