Push It Along A Tribe Called Quest

[Intro]
*baby crying*

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Q-Tip is my title, I don't think that it's vital
For me to be your idol, but dig this recital
If you can't envision a brother who ain't dissin'
Slingin' this and that, 'cause this and that was missin'
Instead, it's been injected, the Tribe has been perfected
Oh, yes, it's been selected, the art makes it protected
Afrocentric living, Africans be givin'
A lot to the cause 'cause the cause has been risen
Some brothers, they be flammin', thinking we ain't slammin'
Comin' off like the days when we used to wear the tans and
A blue-collar talker, hemisphere stalker
A glass of OJ and a ten mile walk-a
If you're in a Jeep and you dig what you're hearin'
Can I get a beep and a side order of cheerin'?
I am what I am, that's a tribal man
We all know the colors, we all must stand
As we start our travels, things they will unravel
"Que sera sera," for this unit is like gravel
Won't be gone for long, listen to the song
If you can't pull it, all ya gotta do is—

[Chorus: A Tribe Called Quest]
Push it along, push it along
Push it along, yeah, push it along
Push it along, push it along
Push it along, yeah, push it along
Push it along, push it along
Push it along, yeah, push it along
Push it along, push it along
Push it along, yeah, push it along