Award Tour A Tribe Called Quest (Ft. Trugoy the Dove)
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[Produced by A Tribe Called Quest]
[Chorus: Trugoy the Dove & Q-Tip]
We on a world tour with Muhammad, my man (Right, true)
Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand (Right, true)
New York, NJ, NC, VA (Right, true)
(Right, true)
We on a world tour with Muhammad, my man (Right, true)
Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand (Right, true)
Oaktown, LA, San Fran, St. John (Right, true)
(Right)
[Verse 1: Q-Tip & Ali Shaheed Muhammad]
People, give your ears, so I be sublime
It's enjoyable to know you and the concubines
Niggas, take off your coats, ladies, act like gems
Sit down Indian style as we recite these hymns
See, lyrically I'm Mario Andretti on the MOMO
Ludicrously speedy or infectious with the slow-mo
Heard me in the '80s, J.B.s on "The Promo"
In my never-endin' quest to get the paper on the caper
But now, let me take it to the Queens side
I'm takin' it to Brooklyn side
All the residential Questers who invade the air
Hold up a second, son, 'cause we almost there
You can be a Black man and lose all your soul
You can be white and groove, but don't crap the roll
See my shit is universal if you got knowledge of dolo
Or delf or self, see there's no one else
Who can drop it on the angle, acute at that
So who that, do that, do-do that, that, that (Come on)
Who that, do that, do-do that, that, that (Yeah, okay)
Do that, do that, do-do that, that, that
I'm buggin' out, but let me get back, 'cause I'm wettin' niggas
So run and tell the others, 'cause we are the brothers
I learned how to build mics in my workshop class
So give me this award and let's not make it the last
[Chorus: Trugoy the Dove & Q-Tip]
We on a world tour with Muhammad, my man (Right, true)
Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand (Right, true)
New York, NJ, NC, VA (Right, true)
(Right, true)
We on a world tour with Muhammad, my man (Right, true)
Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand (Right, true)
Oaktown, LA, San Fran, St. John (Right, true)
(Right)
[Verse 1: Q-Tip & Ali Shaheed Muhammad]
People, give your ears, so I be sublime
It's enjoyable to know you and the concubines
Niggas, take off your coats, ladies, act like gems
Sit down Indian style as we recite these hymns
See, lyrically I'm Mario Andretti on the MOMO
Ludicrously speedy or infectious with the slow-mo
Heard me in the '80s, J.B.s on "The Promo"
In my never-endin' quest to get the paper on the caper
But now, let me take it to the Queens side
I'm takin' it to Brooklyn side
All the residential Questers who invade the air
Hold up a second, son, 'cause we almost there
You can be a Black man and lose all your soul
You can be white and groove, but don't crap the roll
See my shit is universal if you got knowledge of dolo
Or delf or self, see there's no one else
Who can drop it on the angle, acute at that
So who that, do that, do-do that, that, that (Come on)
Who that, do that, do-do that, that, that (Yeah, okay)
Do that, do that, do-do that, that, that
I'm buggin' out, but let me get back, 'cause I'm wettin' niggas
So run and tell the others, 'cause we are the brothers
I learned how to build mics in my workshop class
So give me this award and let's not make it the last
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