A Tribe Called Quest Lyrics
A Tribe Called Quest Lyrics
"The Low End Theory Lyrics"
April's Fool Lyrics
April doesn't shower her sweet love on me What someone gets in one day may take me two or three Yes it's true she leads me like a puppet on a string But my life without April is like next year without spring People say that April treats me cruel But I just smile when they say there goes April's fool [ guitar - steel ] The first time I met April was in the middle of December And she's taught me so many things I'd rather not remember In wintertime she has me wearing summer clothes In summer she has jack frost nipping up my nose Peaople say that April...
April doesn't shower her sweet love on me What someone gets in one day may take me two or three Yes it's true she leads me like a puppet on a string But my life without April is like next year without spring People say that April treats me cruel But I just smile when they say there goes April's fool [ guitar - steel ] The first time I met April was in the middle of December And she's taught me so many things I'd rather not remember In wintertime she has me wearing summer clothes In summer she has jack frost nipping up my nose Peaople say that April...
Q-Tip:
Let me flaunt the style (style), I think that the time's near
That we drop studs (studs), there will be no duds here
Rappers play the dumb (dumb), kinda on the space tip
But when they hear the jams (jams), they be on the dilsnick
Now I'm not fucking rock (rock), I know the territory
Go ahead and try (try), that's a different story
Similar to Grimm (Grimm), I could tell a better one
All about a kid (kid), who couldn't rap and didn't run
Stand (stand) aside (aside), when the rap is gettin dumb
Resort to baggin Billy (Billy), askin me could have some
No, never ever (ever) go back and try again man
If you come back (back), I'll be the first to shake your hand
Competitions good (good), it brings out the vital parts
The Abstract Poetic ('etic), majors in recital arts
Do it for the kids (kids), the elders and the rap peers
We know the job is done (done), when we hear a lot of cheers
Gotta feel the vibes (vibes), word for my creation
If the hands clap (clap) are filled with elation
Here I am ghetto, full with a lot of steam
Think I gotta, I think I gotta, I think I gotta scream (scream)
Cuz that's how good it feels child
Let yo
Longer Lyrics
I see you everyday I guess we walk the same way To wherever we're going Every morning and every night Do you smile to be polite No way of knowing I can't explain it But I'm not complaining If I'm happy or sad If only we had Just a minute longer, Than this Just a little closer,Than this I would get to know you A little bit better I could tell you If only we had Just a minute longer A moment had arrived It was just the right time For conversation And he asked me What do you do? What is your nam
ur hair down (down), so we can get buckwildI see you everyday I guess we walk the same way To wherever we're going Every morning and every night Do you smile to be polite No way of knowing I can't explain it But I'm not complaining If I'm happy or sad If only we had Just a minute longer, Than this Just a little closer,Than this I would get to know you A little bit better I could tell you If only we had Just a minute longer A moment had arrived It was just the right time For conversation And he asked me What do you do? What is your nam
Do your ill dance (dance), don't think about the next man
We must have unity and think of the bigger plan
The vision, we will fall (fall) we must stick together, see
I'd like to take this time (time) to say what's up to Kool G
The name is Q-Tip (Tip), The Midnight Marauder
Give enough respect ('spect) to Afrika Bambaataa (Afrika Bambaata)
As a man in the world (world), I must do my job
Take care of Mama Duke (Duke), I won't resort to rob
Bob you'll get your dough (dough), Mase is my witness
Obsessed with the rap (rap), for its the mental fitness
Like shootin cee-lo (lo), and always hittin headcracks
The industry is luck (luck), winning with the fake raps
Peace to the crews (crews), who pump the real hip hop
Not sellin out (out) from hardrock to disc jock...
(From disc jock to hardrock, from hardrock to disc jock)
Phife:
I don't know what to say, but here I go freak it
If the papes come, then you know I'll seek it
I'm just a short brotha, dark skin face
Weigh a buck-fifty, 36 waist
Hair is crazy curly
Flip like Mr. Furley
To this day, I still believe that no MC can serve me
B
Funny Papers Lyrics
dont't laugh the paper said cause soon he'll be dead the paper said today the band would in fact play after cancelling their show doctors had discovered deep down inside the drummer a somewhat large malignant growth it was testicular cancer the paper had all the answers they really seemed to have a ball cause cancer's funny after all the paper said today they diagnosed too late the prognosis seemed mighty slim but don't you think it's funny cause it's his balls and not his tummy our prayers are with him the paper said today
othas try to front, but everybody know (know)dont't laugh the paper said cause soon he'll be dead the paper said today the band would in fact play after cancelling their show doctors had discovered deep down inside the drummer a somewhat large malignant growth it was testicular cancer the paper had all the answers they really seemed to have a ball cause cancer's funny after all the paper said today they diagnosed too late the prognosis seemed mighty slim but don't you think it's funny cause it's his balls and not his tummy our prayers are with him the paper said today
I get more props than the Arsenio Hall Show
Party animal I was, but now I chill at home
All I do is write rhymes, eat, drink, shit and bone
Found my thrill in Amityville, I'm always in the Island
Fudge and Monkey know the time, they know who keeps 'em smilin
Go out on my own, somethin that I gotta do
Do what the hell I want and have no one to listen to
I'm prompt with my business and I do things on the double
Yo, I'm out like Buster Douglass, I say peace to MC Trouble
Rest in Peace
Q-Tip:
Word Up, rest in Peace, and you know what else?
We got, we got, we got the vibe (vibe)
All the people in Long Island, we got the vibe (vibe)
Brooklyn and Queens, we got the vibe (vibe)
Uptown and New York, we got the vibe (vibe)
People upstate, we got the vibe (vibe)
If you're in DC, you got the vibe (vibe)
Maryland, Virginia, Carolina vibe (vibe)
Out West, we got the vibe (vibe)
In the Bahamas, we got the vibe (vibe)
Over in Europe, you know what? We got the vibe
And we gotta keep it alive, it goes on...
Of rap I'm a fan, I've seen a whole lot of subs
Goods with the girls, I got
If You Really Wanna Go Lyrics
[Thomas Blackwell] (No Question) Ooh...yeah, yes Oh, oh, oh yeah Tell me why you're trippin' Wildin' out acting a fool You don't have to want for nothing ‘Cuz I made sure that you're cool The only thing that matters that you stay honest with me (If I had your heart, then who the hell is he) Last night you didn't even come home I sat out on your steps and called you all night long Still good from the depths of my soul I can't hold you if you wanna let go...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [No Question] (Thomas Blackwell) If you really wanna go,
a whole lot of 'em[Thomas Blackwell] (No Question) Ooh...yeah, yes Oh, oh, oh yeah Tell me why you're trippin' Wildin' out acting a fool You don't have to want for nothing ‘Cuz I made sure that you're cool The only thing that matters that you stay honest with me (If I had your heart, then who the hell is he) Last night you didn't even come home I sat out on your steps and called you all night long Still good from the depths of my soul I can't hold you if you wanna let go...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [No Question] (Thomas Blackwell) If you really wanna go,
From fat to skinny, Freeda to Winnie (Winnie)
Emma to Cindy, Constance to Wendy (Wendy)
Cuz I be more friendly (friendly), never on the snotty side
I don't brag to brothas about the little papes I got (got)
My vocal styles can vary, the sight is never scary (scary)
It's only legendary ('dary), my father well prepared me ('pared me)
My job ain't temporary, I'm here for the long shot
Better yet, the long term, I don't have a perm (perm)
In a way I do, call 'em the perma-naps
I'm crazy slap-happy and I'm scrappy when I'm nappy
When I get the mic in my hand and the crowd in stands (stands)
It's as good as grand like that (that)
I wanna say peace and dedicate this joint to MC Trouble and to
um...Trouble T-Roy
And to um...Scott La Rock and to um...Cowboy, you know what I'm sayin?
This is for the slain rappers and the fallen rappers
you know what I'm sayin (sayin)?
This is a special, special, special, special, special dedication
And also to my pops and also to Vinny, his moms (moms)
you know what I'm sayin?
You just gotta keep it happy and keep the vibes going
and this is Vibes and Stuff
And we out...