Original Lyrics:
Q-tip:
The taste of nuthin, this does somethin
Moms that knows that, says i'm frontin
Call me smiley, cuz i'm wiley
Livin life like the life of riley
Smokin blunts with a boy named bud
We cough up your lungs, cough up your cud
Put out fires, with a 40, ounce of water
You know you oughta
Dance to this, your girl you kiss
I like fried foods, especially fish
Afrocentric, i'm electric
Socialistic and eccentric
Body's healthy, mind is wealthy
Thoughts, they flow, that will prepare me
To be a native, get creative
Original and designative
Listen to the line that's playin
Listen hard to what q's sayin
Politicians are magicians
Make your vote, they hope your wishin
Ambiguous words, senseless verbs
They all amount to crap that's heard
Violent hip hop, money flip flops
Promoters won't book, but it still rocks
I'm a zulu, yes, a true blue
Red alert is with the poo-poo
Ozone layer, loses flava
Here's the edge that you will savor
Jarobi:
The economy...politics...police...everything
Except for the youth
But the youth about to come back
Q-tip(voice distorted):
Alright, here they come
Uh oh, uh oh, uh!
Q-tip:
With expressions and i'm guessin
19 years is a youthful lesson
Fallin skies babe, open eyes babe
Can't you see what lays inside babe
Makin mentions on this tension
Rhythmic lovin, my profession
Hips, they gyrate, scripts i narrate
No banana, i ain't a primate
Ain't no soul glo, just an afro
The head is bred to let the thoughts grow
Quest together, to lands of never
Sleet and snow and storms can't sever
Tribe is growin, never know when
For this time, six necks may show in
Dialogues have been accepted
Negatives have been rejected
That's the music, negro music
Is here for all, so you must choose it
Phonies fondle, watch it throttle
3-6-5 straight out the bottle
Bustin caps, finger snaps
I prefer the second for ghetto tracks
Phife, jarobi, ali told me
Get the force like wan kenobi
Force his teachin, beats are screechin
Poly plateaus, we aim for reachin
Tribalization, freaks the nation
A mass of peers in celebration
Hopes been real high, since the knee high
Days of youth, feelin good and real spry
Avid combos, hear those bongos
Boom cacka boom, that's how they go
We ain't nomads, but we real glad
Hip hop slams through the nineties, no fad
As a rhythm, have been given
Hurry up, become, we breakin out, out
Shaheed:
With a rhythmic instinction to be able to travel
Beyond existing forces of life
Basically, that tribal
And if you wanna get the rhythm
Then you have to join a tribe
Word, peace
The effect lyrics:
Q-Tip:
The taste of nuthin, but somethin
Mom said, know that I frontin
Call me a smiley face, cuz I Willi
The survival of life as the life of Riley
Rd as a trend and a boy named bud
We cough your lungs, you cough cud
Fight fire with 40 ounces of water
You know you oughta
Dance of this, you kiss your girl
I like fried foods, especially fish
Afrocentric, I Xinhua
Socialism and eccentric
Physical health, mental well -
Thinking, they flow, I will be ready
To become a local, creative
Original, and the alleged
Playin listening tour
Q What is difficult to listen to the talking
Politicians of the magician
Let your vote, they want you wishin
There are no ambiguities, no sense of the verb
They are the equivalent of craps is to listen to
Violence in hip-hop, money flip slippers
Promoters will not book, but still rocks
I am a Zulu, yes, a true blue
Red alert is related to the Public Order Ordinance, the Public Order Ordinance
The ozone layer, the loss of yellow
Here, you will enjoy
Jarobi:
Political, economic ... ... the police ... all
In addition to youth
However, youth need to come back
Q-Tip (voice distorted):
Well, they come here
Uh ah, uh ah, er!
Q-Tip:
And expression, I am guessin
Is a young 19-year-old lessons
Fallin skies Baby, baby eyes open
You can not see the lay Benesova
Kim referred to on this tension
Like art, my career
Buttocks, their rotation, the script described in the letter i
No bananas, I am not a primate
The overall situation is not the soul, just a black
Incubation to allow the growth of the head thinking
To seek co-operation of land, no
Sleet and snow and storms can not sever
Tribal growin, never know when
This time, there may be a neck in the 6
Dialogue has been accepted
Negative has been rejected
This is the music, black music
This is all, so you must select it
Phonies fondle, watch it throttle
A bottle of straight 3-6-5
Purely caps, finger buttons
I like the second track of the slums
Phife, jarobi, Ali told me
So that the same forces wang
He's teaching force, the rhythm is screechin
Poly plateaus, we aim for reachin
Tribes, the abnormal fetus States
A large number of peers in celebration of
I hope to be real high, because the knee high
Days of youth, feelin good and real light
Avid portfolio company, to hear those bongos
Cacka prosperity and prosperity, this is how they go
We are not nomads, but we are really pleased
Hip-Hop attacked through the 90's, not fashion
As a rhythm was
Hurry up and become part of our separation, and a
Shahid:
Instinction can travel with the rhythm
Beyond the life of existing units
Basically, the tribe
If you want to get the rhythm of
Then you must join a tribe
In short, peace
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