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Silver Convention – Fly Robin Fly (Starparade) (Live)

Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky

Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky

Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Fly, robin fly
Up, up to the sky

Shannon – Let The Music Play

We started dancing and love put us into a groove
As soon as we started to move.
The music played while our bodies displayed through the dance,
Then love picked us out for romance.
I thought it was clear the plan was we would share,
This feeling just between ourselves.
But when the music changed, the plan was re-arranged
He went to dance with someone else.

We started dancing and love put us into a groove
But now he’s with somebody new – what does love want me to do?
Love said:

Let the music play he won’t get away,
Just keep the groove and then he’ll come back to you again, let it play.
Let the music play he won’t get away,
This groove he can’t ignore, he won’t leave you anymore, no, no, no.

He tried pretending a dance is just a dance, but I see
He’s dancing his way back to me.
Guess he’s discovered we are truly lovers,
Magic from the very start, ’cause love just kept me groovin’,
And he felt me movin’ even though we danced apart.
So we started dancing and love put us into the groove
As soon as we started to move, as soon as we started to move.
Love said:

Let the music play he won’t get away,
He tried pretending a dance is just a dance, but I see
He’s dancing his way back to me,
He’s dancing his way back to me.
Love said:
Let the music play he won’t get away,
Let the music play he won’t get away,

RICHIE HAVENS – Here Comes The Sun

Here comes the sun
The Beatles
Music & Lyrics : George Harrison

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say it’s all right

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes…

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun,
And I say it’s all right
It’s all right

Ritchie Family – The Best Disco In Town

It’s the best disco in town, number one in disco sound
It’s the place where hip people meet, hey, hey
It’s the best disco in town, bump and boogie all
around
It’s no place to sit in your seat, hey, hey

DJ’s are the best there, you’ll never get a rest
there, you may meet the right girl or guy.
When they play the right groove your body makes the
next move,
get up on the floor and get down to see that the music
can take you high.

It’s the best disco in town, funky music pound for
pound.
Join the crowd, come on dance and sing, hey, hey.
It’s the best disco in town, people come from miles
around.
It’s the place to do your own thing, hey, hey

People dress the best there, the music is the best
there.
They’re the very best sounds, so high class, if you
make a request the DJ will do his best,
to lay down your favorite song so you or baby hold on
the past

The hit sound of Motown, the hit sound of Motown,
I’ll be there ’cause we love music, I love music, any
kind of music, bad love was good love.
The now sounds of Musique, the only way we party is
when you got.
You got me where you want me, you’ve got me where you
want me.

It’s the best disco in town, number one in disco
sound
It’s the place where hip people meet, hey, hey
It’s the best disco in town, bump and boogie all
around
It’s no place to sit in your seat, hey, hey

DJ’s are the best there, you’ll never get a rest
there, you may meet the right girl or guy.
When they play the right groove your body makes the
next move.
Get up on the floor and get down to see that the music
can take you high.
Ooh, that’s my baby, I love to love you, baby,
I love to love you, baby, ooh, that’s the way I like
it.

Bop me, baby, bop me, baby, they call me lady bop,
lady bop, it’s alright, ah.
Here comes the express, the express.
Volez vous coucher avec moi, volez vous coucher avec
moi.

Any time you want me, love, romantic world,
I won’t let you down, give all my love.

It’s the best disco in town, funky pound for pound
Join the crowd, come on dance and sing, hey, hey
It’s the best disco in town, people come from miles
around
It’s the place to do your own thing, hey, hey

People dress the best there, the music is the best
there
They’re the very best sounds, so high class
If you make a request the DJ will do his best
To lay down your favorite song so you or baby hold on
the past

Get up on the floor and get down to see that the music
can take you high.

Rick James – Superfreak

She’s a very kinky girl,
The kind you don’t take home to mother;
She will never let your spirits down,
Once you get her off the street.
She likes the boys in the band,
She says that I’m her all time fav’rite;
When I make my move to her room,
It’s the right time; she’s never hard to please.
That girl is pretty wild now;
The girl’s a super freak;
The kind of girl you read about
In the new wave magazines.
That girl is pretty kinky;
The girl’s a super freak;
I’d really like to taste her
Ev’ry time we meet.
She’s all right; she’s all right;
That girl’s all right with me yeah.
She’s a super freak, super freak,
She’s super freaky; super freak, super freak.
She’s a very special girl,
From her head down to her toenails;
Yet she’ll wait for me at backstage with her girlfriends,
In a limousine.
Three’s not a crowd to her, she said;
"Room 714, I’ll be waiting."
When I get there she’s got incense, wine and candles;
It’s such a freaky scene.
That girl is pretty wild now;
The girl’s a super freak;
The kind of girl you read about
In the new wave magazines.
That girl is pretty kinky;
The girl’s a super freak;
I’d really like to taste her
Ev’ry time we meet.
She’s all right; she’s all right;
That girl’s all right with me yeah.
She’s a super freak, super freak,
She’s super freaky; super freak, super freak.
Temptations sing; oh, super freak,
Super freak, the girl’s a super freak; oh.
She’s a very kinky girl,
The kind you don’t take home to mother;
She will never let your spirits down,
Once you get her off the street.

Ritchie Family – The Best Disco In Town (Starparade) (Live)

It’s the best disco in town, number one in disco sound
It’s the place where hip people meet, hey, hey
It’s the best disco in town, bump and boogie all
around
It’s no place to sit in your seat, hey, hey

DJ’s are the best there, you’ll never get a rest
there, you may meet the right girl or guy.
When they play the right groove your body makes the
next move,
get up on the floor and get down to see that the music
can take you high.

It’s the best disco in town, funky music pound for
pound.
Join the crowd, come on dance and sing, hey, hey.
It’s the best disco in town, people come from miles
around.
It’s the place to do your own thing, hey, hey

People dress the best there, the music is the best
there.
They’re the very best sounds, so high class, if you
make a request the DJ will do his best,
to lay down your favorite song so you or baby hold on
the past

The hit sound of Motown, the hit sound of Motown,
I’ll be there ’cause we love music, I love music, any
kind of music, bad love was good love.
The now sounds of Musique, the only way we party is
when you got.
You got me where you want me, you’ve got me where you
want me.

It’s the best disco in town, number one in disco
sound
It’s the place where hip people meet, hey, hey
It’s the best disco in town, bump and boogie all
around
It’s no place to sit in your seat, hey, hey

DJ’s are the best there, you’ll never get a rest
there, you may meet the right girl or guy.
When they play the right groove your body makes the
next move.
Get up on the floor and get down to see that the music
can take you high.
Ooh, that’s my baby, I love to love you, baby,
I love to love you, baby, ooh, that’s the way I like
it.

Bop me, baby, bop me, baby, they call me lady bop,
lady bop, it’s alright, ah.
Here comes the express, the express.
Volez vous coucher avec moi, volez vous coucher avec
moi.

Any time you want me, love, romantic world,
I won’t let you down, give all my love.

It’s the best disco in town, funky pound for pound
Join the crowd, come on dance and sing, hey, hey
It’s the best disco in town, people come from miles
around
It’s the place to do your own thing, hey, hey

People dress the best there, the music is the best
there
They’re the very best sounds, so high class
If you make a request the DJ will do his best
To lay down your favorite song so you or baby hold on
the past

Get up on the floor and get down to see that the music
can take you high.

Prince – When Doves Cry

Dig if you will the picture
Of you and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can you my darling
Can you picture this?

Dream if you can a courtyard
An ocean of violets in bloom
Animals strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat between me and you

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that’s so cold? (So cold)
Maybe I’m just too demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She’s never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

Touch if you will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
You’ve got the butterflies all tied up
Don’t make me chase you
Even doves have pride

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)
Maybe I’m just too demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She’s never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that’s so cold? (A world that’s so cold)
Maybe I’m just too demanding (Maybe, maybe I’m like my father)
Maybe I’m just like my father too bold (Ya know he’s too bold)
Maybe you’re just like my mother (Maybe you’re just like my mother)
She’s never satisfied (She’s never, never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other (Why do we scream, why)
This is what it sounds like

When doves cry
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)

Don’t cry (Don’t Cry)

When doves cry
When doves cry
When doves cry

When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry, doves cry)
Don’t cry
Darling don’t cry
Don’t cry
Don’t cry

The Platters – The Great Pretender (Live)

Oh oh, yes I’m the great pretender
Pretending that I’m doing well
My need is such I pretend too much
I’m lonely but no one can tell
Oh oh, yes I’m the great pretender
Adrift in a world of my own
I’ve played the game but to my real shame
You’ve left me to grieve all alone
Too real is this feeling of make believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal
Yes I’m the great pretender
Just laughin’ and gay like a clown
I seem to be what I’m not, you see
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you’re still around
Too real is this feeling of make believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal
Yes I’m the great pretender
Just laughin’ and gay like the clown
I seem to be what I’m not, you see
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you’re still around
(Still around)

Otis Redding – My Girl

I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day.
When it’s cold outside I’ve got the month of May.
I guess you’d say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin’ ’bout my girl (my girl).
I’ve got so much honey the bees envy me.
I’ve got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees.
I guess you’d say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin’ ’bout my girl (my girl).
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Ooooh.
I don’t need no money, fortune, or fame.
I’ve got all the riches baby one man can claim.
I guess you’d say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, mt girl)
Talkin’ ’bout my girl (my girl).
I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day
With my girl.
I’ve even got the month of May
With my girl

R.B. Greaves – Take A Letter Maria

Last night as I got home about a half past ten
There was the woman I thought I knew
In the arms of another man
I kept my cool, I ain’t no fool
Let me tell you what happened then
I packed some clothes and I walked out
And I ain’t going back again

So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home, gonna start a new life
Take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life

You’ve been many things but most of all a good secretary to me
And it’s times like this I feel you’ve always been close to me
Was I wrong to work nights to try to build a good life
All work and no play has just cost me a wife

So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home, gonna start a new life
Take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life

When a man loves a woman it’s hard to understand
That she would find more pleasure in the arms of another man
I never really noticed how sweet you are to me
It just so happens I’m free tonight
Would you like to have dinner with me?

So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home, gonna start a new life
Take a letter Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life

Otis Redding – Shake (Live)

Shake!
[Everybody say it!] Shake!
[Early in the morning] Shake!
[Late in the evening] Shake!
[In the midnight hour] Shake!
[When the time’s going bad, now] Shake!
Shake with the FEELING!
Shake with the FEELING!

Listen while I’m talkin’ to you now
Tell you what I’m gonna do now
There’s a new thing going around now
I’ll tell what to put down now

You move your body all around
And just shake
Thats the way you do it Shake, Shake, Shake it baby
Shake it like a bowl of soup
Let your body loop de loop
Put your hands on your hip
Come on and let your backbone slip
Move your body like your hip
And just shake!

Shake early in the morning
Shake early in the evening

A Ring-A-Ling-a-Ling

Honey, Shakin’ is the greatest thing
But if you really roll Gotta do the thing with SOUL!

Shake shake with all your might now
If you do it, do it right now
Put your hands on your hip,yeah
Come on and let your backbone slip
Move your body like your hip
And just shake

[God have mercy now!]
Early in the morning
Early in the evening All night long, y’all!

If you really want to roll
Gotta do the thing with SOUL!
Shake shake with all your might
If you do it, do it right
Let your body loop de lite
Shake!
Everybody say it, Shake!
One more time, Shake!
Everybody louder, Shake!
One more time, now, say Shake!
Everybody a bit louder, Shake!

Prince – Raspberry Beret

I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was Mr. McGee
He told me several times that he didn’t like my kind
‘Cause I was a bit too leisurely

Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before
That’s when I saw her, ooh, I saw her
She walked in through the out door, out door

She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind you find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
And if it was warm she wouldn’t wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think I love her

Built like she was
She had the nerve to ask me
If I planned to do her any harm
So, look here
I put her on the back of my bike
And we went riding
Down by old man Johnson’s farm

I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her mixed
She wasn’t to bright
But I could tell when she kissed me
She knew how to get her kicks

She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind you find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
And if it was warm she wouldn’t wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think I love her

The rain sounds so cool when it hits the barn roof
And the horses wonder who you are
Thunder drowns out what the lightning sees
You feel like a movie star

Listen
They say the first time ain’t the greatest
But I tell ya
If I had the chance to do it all again
I wouldn’t change a stroke
‘Cause baby I’m the most
With a girl as fine as she was then

The kind you find (The kind you find)
The kind you find (In a second hand store)
Oh no no
(Raspberry beret)
(And if it was warm)
Where have all the raspberry women gone?
Yeah (Raspberry beret)

I think I, I think I, I think I love her

No no no
No no no (The kind you find)
(In a second hand store)
(Raspberry beret)
Tell me
Where have all the raspberry women gone? (And if it was warm she)
(Wouldn’t wear much more)
(Raspberry beret)

Pointer Sisters – Fire

I’m ridin’ in your car, you turn on the radio
You’re pullin’ me close, I just say no
I say I don’t like it, but you know I’m a liar
‘Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire

Late at night, you’re takin’ me home
You say you wanna stay, I say I wanna be alone
I say I don’t love you, but you know I’m a liar
‘Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire

BRIDGE

You had a hold on me right from the start
A grip so tight I couldn’t tear it apart
My nerves all jumpin’, actin’ like a fool
Well, your kisses they burn, but my heart stays cool…

Well, Romeo and Juliet, Samson and Delilah
Baby you can bet a love they couldn’t deny
My words say split, but my words they lie
‘Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire

LEAD BREAK

Ooh fire…
Kisses like fire…
Burn me up with fire
I like what you’re doin now, fire
Touchin me, fire
Touchin me, burnin me, fire
Take me home

FADE

Prince – 1999

Don’t worry, I won’t hurt U
I only want U 2 have some fun
I was dreamin’ when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray
But when I woke up this mornin’
Coulda sworn it was judgment day
The sky was all purple,
There were people runnin’ everywhere
Tryin’ 2 run from the destruction,
U know I didn’t even care

‘Cuz they say two thousand zero zero party over,
Oops out of time
So tonight I’m gonna party like it’s 1999

I was dreamin’ when I wrote this
So sue me if I go 2 fast
But life is just a party, and parties weren’t meant 2 last
War is all around us, my mind says prepare 2 fight
So if I gotta die I’m gonna listen 2 my body tonight

Yeah, they say two thousand zero zero party over,
Oops out of time
So tonight I’m gonna party like it’s 1999
Yeah

Lemme tell ya somethin’
If U didn’t come 2 party,
Don’t bother knockin’ on my door
I got a lion in my pocket,
And baby he’s ready 2 roar
Yeah, everybody’s got a bomb,
We could all die any day
But before I’ll let that happen,
I’ll dance my life away

Oh, they say two thousand zero zero party over,
Oops out of time
We’re runnin’ outta time (Tonight I’m gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it’s 1999)
We gonna, oww

Say it 1 more time
Two thousand zero zero party over oops,
Out of time
No, no (Tonight I’m gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it’s 1999)
We gonna, oww

Alright, it’s 1999
You say it, 1999
1999
1999 don’t stop, don’t stop, say it 1 more time
Two thousand zero zero party over,
Oops out of time
Yeah, yeah (Tonight I’m gonna)
So tonight we gonna (party like it’s 1999)
We gonna, oww

Yeah, 1999 (1999)
Don’tcha wanna go (1999)
Don’tcha wanna go (1999)
We could all die any day (1999)
I don’t wanna die,
I’d rather dance my life away (1999)
Listen 2 what I’m tryin’ 2 say
Everybody, everybody say party
C’mon now, U say party
That’s right, everybody say (Party)
Can’t run from the revelation, no (Party)
Sing it 4 your nation y’all (Party)
Tell me what you’re singin’, baby say (Party)
Telephone’s a-ringin’, mama (Party)
C’mon, c’mon, U say (Party)
Everybody, [two times] (Party)
Work it down 2 the ground, say (Party)
(Party)
Come on, take my body, baby (Party)
That’s right, c’mon, sing the song (Party)
(Party)
That’s right (Party)
Got a lion in my pocket mama, say (Party)
Oh, and he’s ready 2 roar (Party)

Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb?
Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb?

Percy Sledge – When A Man Loves A Woman

When a man loves a woman
Can’t keep his mind on nothing else
He’ll trade the world
For the good thing he’s found
If she’s bad he can’t see it
She can do no wrong
Turn his back on his best friend
If he put her down

When a man loves a woman
Spend his very last dime
Trying to hold on to what he needs
He’d give up all his comfort
Sleep out in the rain
If she said that’s the way it ought to be

Well, this man loves a woman
I gave you everything I had
Trying to hold on to your precious love
Baby, please don’t treat me bad

When a man loves a woman
Down deep in his soul
She can bring him such misery
If she plays him for a fool
He’s the last one to know
Loving eyes can’t ever see

When a man loves a woman
He can do no wrong
He can never own some other girl
Yes when a man loves a woman
I know exactly how he feels
‘Cause baby, baby, baby, you’re my world

When a man loves a woman

Platters – Only You (And You Alone) (Live)

Only you can make all this world seem right
Only you can make the darkness bright
Only you and you alone
Can thrill me like you do
And fill my heart with love for only you
Only you can make all this change in me
For it’s true, you are my destiny
When you hold my hand
I understand the magic that you do
You’re my dream come true
My one and only you
Only you can make all this change in me
For it’s true, you are my destiny
When you hold my hand
I understand the magic that you do
You’re my dream come true
My one and only you

K’NAAN – We Get The Job Done lyrics

I got one job, two jobs, three when I need them
I got five roommates in this one studio but I never really see them
And we all came America trying to get a lap dance from lady freedom
But now lady liberty is acting like Hillary Banks with a pre-nup
Man I was brave sailing on graves
Don’t think I didn’t notice those tombstones disguised as waves
I’m no dummy, here is something funny you can be an immigrant without risking your lives
Or crossing these boarders with thrifty supplies
All you got to do is see the world with new eyes

Immigrants
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Immigrants
We get the job done

It’s a hard line when you’re an import
Baby boy it’s hard times
When you ain’t sent for
Racist feed the belly of the beast
With they pitchforks, rich chores
Done by the people that get ignored

Ya se armó
Ya se despertaron
It’s a whole awakening
La alarma ya sonó hace rato
Los que quieren buscan
Pero nos apodan como vagos
We are the same ones
Hustling on every level
Ten los datos
Walk a mile in our shoes
Abrochenze los zapatos

Immigrants
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Immigrants
We get the job done
Not yet

It’s Americas ghost writers the credit is only borrowed
It’s Americas ghost writers
It’s Americas ghost writers
It’s Americas ghost writers
It’s Americas ghost writers a credit is only borrowed
It’s Americas ghost writers a credit is only borrowed
It’s Americas ghost writers a credit is only borrowed
Immigrants
We get the job done

Ay yo aye immigrants we don’t like that
Na they don’t play British empire strikes back
They beating us like 808’s and high hats
At our own game of invasion, but this ain’t Iraq
Who these fugees what did they do for me
But contribute new dreams
Taxes and tools swagger and food to eat
Cool, they flee war zones, but the problem ain’t ours
Even if our bombs landed on them like the Mayflower
Buckingham Palace or Capitol Hill
Blood of my ancestors had that all built
It’s the ink you print on your dollar bill, oil you spill
Thin red lines on the flag you hoist when you kill –
But still we just say “look how far I come”
Hindustan, Pakistan, to London
To a galaxy far from their ignorance
Cos – immigrants, we get the job done

Por tierra o por agua
Identidad falsa
Brincamos muros o flotamos en balsas
La peleamos como Sandino en Nicaragua
Somos como las plantas que crecen sin agua
Sin pasaporte americano
Porque La mitad de gringolandia Es terreno mexicano
Hay que ser bien hijo e puta
Nosotros Les Sembramos el árbol y ellos se comen la fruta
Somos los que cruzaron
Aquí vinimos a buscar el oro que nos robaron
Tenemos mas trucos que la policía secreta
Metimos la casa completa en una maleta
Con un pico, una pala
Y un rastrillo
Te construimos un castillo
Como es que dice el coro cabrón?

[Chorus]
Immigrants
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Immigrants
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Immigrants
We get the job done

Not yet

A TRIBE CALLED QUEST – The Donald lyrics

Phife Dawg, whatagwan with the crew?
Nuff ting, that’s why me had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
The north said respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Good shit ’cause you a mastermind that cook up
Phife Dawg, whatagwan with the crew?
Nuff ting, that’s why me had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Them north said respect Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you honor wha nem choose
Give me that [?]
Phife Dawg, I know you don’t wanna choose
Give me a zugu zugu and do exactly what you do
Tribe Called Quest, you see them back with one another
Ayo, Busta Bust, them not want no problem, brother

Phife Dawg legend, you can call me Don Juice
I’m the shit right now, what, you need to see proof?
Recently on the internet they chatting
Taking polls, debating who could win in battle rapping
Let’s make it happen, these cyber thugs already par
No subliminals with me, you know who the fuck you are
Who wanna spar? ha ha, well, here I are
Unorthodox spitter orbing on the southpaw
No doubt, I’mma set it, dudes best be ready
Off top on the spot, no reading from your Blackberry
Leave the iPhones home, skill sets must be shown
I’mma show you the real meaning of the danger zone
I got its own, eights fit to all clones
Untouchable in my zone, watch the tone, leave em alone
Fuck your ass-cheek flows with bars sweeter than scones
Put down microphone

Yes, yes, he the wrong ones to fuck with
No matter what the day he could catch you on his plane
Or the one you on today
Visit niggas in their dreams, make them scream of bloody murder
He’s a Trini gladiator, ain’t no need to take it further
If you wanna take it further your huckleberry is here
Doctor of your holiday, wire up the computers like your kids
We gon’ celebreate ’em, elevate ’em, father had to levitate ’em
Give ’em reason, don’t debate ’em, top to bottom, the way to raid ’em

Don Juice, Don Juice, Don Juice
Phife Dawg whatagwan with the crew?
Phife Dawg, that’s why I had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Phife Dawg, respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Phife Dawg, ’cause your mastermind cook up
Phife Dawg, you know they back with one and another
Phife Dawg, them not want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother (Don Juice)
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Phife Dawg, Don Juice
Phife Dawg whatagwan with the crew?
Phife Dawg, that’s why I had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Phife Dawg, respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Phife Dawg, ’cause your mastermind cook up
Phife Dawg, you know they back with one and another
Phife Dawg, them not want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother (Don Juice)
Phife Dawg whatagwan with the crew?
Phife Dawg, that’s why I had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Phife Dawg, respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Phife Dawg, ’cause your mastermind cook up
Phife Dawg, you know they back with one and another
Phife Dawg, them not want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother (Don Juice)
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Phife Dawg

A Tribe Called Quest – Mobius Lyrics

[Verse 1: Consequence]
I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Dream about Bugattis and other four-wheels
They say Illuminati and other ordeals
Is how my lawyer got me to avoid a raw deal
And now it’s more real than it is for any other star
And that’s enough to have you tearing up the mini-bar
I should probably get awards when the Emmys are
For how I deal with the path like Remy Ma
I get in the car like a sniper’s on the roof now
But don’t confuse how you see me, have to move now
I got bars like the cypher’s in the booth now
Ooo, child, things are gonna get easier
‘Long as they get my page right on Wikipedia
‘Long as they say my name right in the media
If you don’t, that’s a sin like Cincinnati
‘Cause ever since I had the polo suit at the Grammys
I been spittin’ at the camera like Trick Daddy
So swag, he could have broke up with IG
I ain’t surprised that they broke up on IG
I got the game on IV
Might as well have a live feed
Keep a fresh cut from Aunt B
So I always match the picture in my ID
They packin’ Dub C and run with MAC 10
I was still a baby Similac then
And what the crack era did to black men
It had to be an error if you had a Cadillac then

[Vere 2: Busta Rhymes]
How I rock mine, I throw it up
Makin’ sure that you niggas all are on the same page
Powerful force, you better look both ways
Fuck that, I’m chokin’ niggas, it’s goin’ down
I’m from a different cloth, we the oracles of the sound
Skip town, hit ’em with impeccable pound
Lost, found, the way I flood it, niggas gon’ drown
Rip shit….oh, wait, wait, wait, wait….
I gotta do it again, I gotta do it again
You already know the script, roundhouse kick
She lookin’ at me, lickin’ her lip
Put my arm around her like a bowl of chip with the dip
With your bitch, what the fuck, niggas erupt
I got the half moon clip, that’s banana, a good planner
A new anger like a larger Bruce Banner, out the house
Nigga, if you open your mouth
Damn, nigga, if you open you mouth
Fuck the press, I’m leavin’ every room in a mess
Like herds of bulls with they aprons on and bakin’ soda
Keep it movin’, keep the convo short and bring a case of Henny
House of Pain, I control many
House of lies, where niggas go run, hide
Peep the way the scribe conflict with they real lives
(Nigga) Phonetic shit, we go bizarre
Bad news for niggas as I go emphatical, radical
Mention no animals, roamin’ like a czar
Every time I blah for the record, the shit splatter
The whole data, no bullshit, the boom bapper
I pull the gat up, whip the ship, come to bat up
When I pull up too niggas even your momma goin’ scatter

A Tribe Called Quest – We the People…. Lyrics

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
We don’t believe you ’cause we the people
I’ll still be in the rear, yo, we don’t need you
You ain’t a killer nor good, young nigga, move
When we get hungry we eat the same fucking food
The ramen noodle
Your simple voodoo is so maniacal, reliable to pull a juju
The irony is that this bad bitch in my lap
She don’t love me, she make bunnies, she gon’ study that
She gon’ give it to me, ain’t gon’ tell me run it back
She gon’ take the brain or weather plain, she spit on that
The doors are signed with, don’t try to rhyme with
VH1 has a show that you could waste your time with
Guilty pleasures take the edge off reality
And for a salary I’d probably do that shit sporadically
The OG Gucci wasn’t spittin’ with iguanas
The IRS piranha see a nigga gettin’ commas
Niggas in the hood living in a fishbowl
Gentrify here, now it’s not a shit hole
Trendsetter, I know, my shit’s cold
I ain’t said it yet because I ain’t so bold, hey yo

[Hook: Q-Tip]
All you Black folks, you must go
All you Mexicans, you must go
And all you poor folks, you must go
Muslims and gays, boy, we hate your ways
So all you bad folks, you must go

[Bridge: Phife Dawg & Q-Tip]
The fog in the smog of new media that logs
False narratives of guys that came up against the odds
We not just nigga rappers with the bars
It’s kismet that we cosmic with the stars

[Verse 2: Phife Dawg]
You bastards overlooking street art
Better yet, street smarts but you keep us off the charts
So motherfuck your numbers and your statisticians
Fuck you know about true competition?
Just like the [?] picture that talking about he hittin’
The only ones who’s hitting are the ones that currently spittin’
We got your missie smitten rubbing on a little kitten
Dreaming of a world that’s equal for women with no division
Boy, I tell you that’s vision
Like Tony Romo when he hitting Witten
The Tribe be the best in they division
Shaheed Muhammad cut it with precision
Who can come back years later, still hit the shot?
Still y’all tryna move me off the fucking block
Babylon, bloodclot
Two pon yo headtop, yeah

[Hook: Q-Tip]
All you Black folks, you must go
All you Mexicans, you must go
And all you poor folks, you must go
Muslims and gays, boy, we hate your ways
So all you bad folks, you must go

A Tribe Called Quest – Dis Generation Lyrics

[Verse 1: Q-Tip, Busta Rhymes, Jarobi, & Phife]
In the box with the capital G, balling the beat
Status, Chris Paul and John Wall in the league
Grabbin’ mics till the knuckles’ll bleed, ’cause I believe
The potent and the quote will have ya geek like speed
If rationale is naturale, then we’ll weave
It’s all edges and peaks
Settin’ picks, we on a permanent steez
I’m in a world where my princess is Leia
And she feeling my Vader
And my lure grows greater and greater
Chemtrails droppin’ poisonous vapors
Had to shake her like gator
Been trill, nigga, process the data
Blu-ray wave follow a beta, I’ll DVR for later
Cop a [?] with a [?]
You can’t define us, XYZ-Z, it’s the generation
Elitists have you cheatin’, virtual think pieces
See, these written words provided by science, brains defying
Thoughts heavy, baby, they’re a major appliance
Leave a [?] flyest [?] through a giant
Dude’s nice, he tight, screwed in with some pliers
Cool with some bias, yeah, nigga, cool with some brothers
Never know tattletales, only ya’ll don’t know us
Yeah, show me, generation, show us what you gon’ show us
So listen, mami, [?]
Mouthpiece like [?] with a jubilant noise
Dude’s rude and it’s useless as coin, shoot ’em boys
Versed and rehearsed in the soothing of loins
Talk to Joey, Earl, Kendrick, and Cole, gatekeepers of flow
They are extensions of instinctual soul
It’s the highest in commodity grade and you could get it today

[Chorus]
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Rules the nation

[Verse 2: Q-Tip, Busta Rhymes, Jarobi, & Phife]
One hit and readin’ pages of Poe
Telly is low, Cuddlebunny ready to go
Day of the dead, bury all the zombies instead
And it’s just your aftermath, Busta cuttin’ your dreads
Bruce Leein’ niggas, while you niggas UFC
Smoke tree on niggas, sizzle out your USB
Surge pricing on these Ubers, I’mma get me a cab
Yo, where Jarobi at?
I’m vibing on impeccable grass
I be in NYC waiting for that law to pass
[?] been waiting for a Jets title since last
Picture Todd-Todd Bowles, Gang Green on that ass
Magic Mike on the mic, David Blane, Douglas Henning
In the church of Busta Rhymes it’s my sermon you’re getting
Horizontal spittin’, I’m the exorcist of your writtens
Don’t interrupt me, nigga
Sorry, that’s a sin I’m forgiving
Like how we be skipping on beats like cooking crack in the kitchen
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-wait
Nah, just out the package, dry and bag up the wet
This mad city’s not a game, easy, quiet on set
Phife, student of the past, trailblazing the day
Now they knowledge’in and tryin’ ta swept up in a phase
It’s the highest of commodity grade and you could get it-get it-get it-get it today

[Chorus]
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Dis generation
Rules the nation

[Outro]
This is our generation, generation, ah
This our generation, generation, ah
This our generation, generation, ah

A Tribe Called Quest – Melatonin Lyrics

[Hook 1: Q-Tip]
I said I really dream in color, but (they don’t know)
And every brother ain’t a brother, but (they don’t know)
Pop melatonin like they Swedish Fish (they don’t know)
To give her everything’s my dying wish (they don’t know)
Roleplay, she plays the mannequin (they don’t know)
Raising my hand, teacher says “Not again” (they don’t know)
The sun is up, but I feel down again (they don’t know)
On just one hand, I can count all my friends (they don’t know)

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
The understudy for the star, the show must go on
I’m a beast on a leash, I’m towed from the lawn
Another notch in my belt, the food’s getting scarce
Another notch in my belt, she shakes up the stairs
Drink liquid confidence to kill the czar defense
Get rid of this tense, it makes life make sense
‘Cause I come off the fence and break through defense
Anxiety is on the ropes and it’s gettin’ intense

[Hook 2: Q-Tip]
Population gettin’ tired now (they don’t know)
Everybody wants to spire now (they don’t know)
Racist emails fire out (they don’t know)
We did it in the dark, it’s coming out (they don’t know)
The world is crazy and I cannot sleep, but (they don’t know)
The melatonin good enough to eat, but (they don’t know)
I read the papers so that I can see what (they don’t know)
I rather stay indoors and make a beat, but (they don’t know)

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
My mother said a lotta lives were shooting
Her Bible was like her toolie
PZ-headed and unruly, I made her think she got to me
Follow in the trail of reefer and niggas talking through speakers
Fattest laces through my sneakers, and rap is for ghetto preachers
Thought I had it so I tried it, for so long I would just hide it
Then I made the crowds say “Oh,” smoking more, get excited
I was hooked, I couldn’t shake it, the more I got, I would take it
Couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat, but this life, I would not forsake it

[Hook 1: Q-Tip]
I said I really dream in color, now (they don’t know)
And every brother ain’t a brother, now (they don’t know)
Pop melatonin like they Swedish Fish (they don’t know)
To give her everything’s my dying wish (they don’t know)

[Bridge]
So many thoughts in my mind making it very hard to unwind
Guess I should take one, just one
So many thoughts in my mind making it very hard to unwind
Guess I should take one, just one
So many thoughts in my mind making it very hard to unwind
Guess I should take one, just one
So many thoughts in my mind making it very hard to unwind
Guess I should take one, just one

[Outro]
This one for good girls that all gone bad (just one)
This one, I’ll take it when I feel sad (just one, yeah)
This one, I’ll take it to make me strong (just one)
This one, I’ll take it so that I’ll live long (just one, yeah)
This one, I’ll take it to make me smile (just one)
This one, I’ll take it to make life worthwhile (just one)
This one and that one and those and these (just one)
I just want to sleep, I want to be at ease (just one)

Garth Brooks – He Really Loves You Lyrics

Five o’clock traffic, all four lanes are down to a crawl
He’s sitting there knowing that he’s going nowhere at all
Then finally he sees the wreck
And says a prayer for whoever they are
Then everything changes the second he sees it’s her car

[Chorus]
He really loves you
And God knows it’s true
And it’s something he’d say
And he’d tell you each day
It was the way that He knew
But to some of us guys, you don’t realize
How to say it is just not what we do
And it’s so hard to see, but take it from me
He really loves you

Down on the shoulder, he’s running as fast as he can
Dying to hold her, he’s truly a desperate man
And he falls to his knees at the wreck
Up close it all looks so much worse
Same color, same model, but the car in the crash isn’t hers

[Chorus]
He really loves you
And God knows it’s true
And it’s something he’d say
And he’d tell you each day
It was the way that He knew
But to some of us guys, you don’t realize
How to say it is just not what we do
And it’s so hard to see, but take it from me
He really loves you

I come home tonight like everything is alright
But nothing’s changed, but it’s simply not true
Been there today, and you’d see the way
He really loves you

A Tribe Called Quest – The Killing Season Lyrics

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Winter in America, never knew white Christmas
‘Cause elves said the squares is always making my shit list
Spring is in the air and all the flowers in bloom
The powers that be wanna devour the movement
Tears disappear when they fall in the summer rain
Bleedin’ through this mic, but they call it entertainment
Running across stages is a drug
It’s like a blunt that we crumple in raw papers
Call it the Lord’s name cause we taking it in our veins
Like the feeding us intravenous
It’s war and we fighting for inches and millimetres
Try to stall the progress by killing off all the leaders
If we don’t give them martyrs no more, they can’t defeat us
This lack of justice got us disgusted, look at our faces
All these soldiers hate but I saw military training
The force flags fly at a half mast this morning
Take a bow, this might be your last performance

[Hook: Kanye West]
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya

[Verse 2: Consequence]
The old lady saw us on the lawn with the Henny
Turn the pool party into the one from McKinney
Might’ve been racist like the waitresses up at Denny’s
So we had twelve gauges, automatics, and semis
Now they wanna condemn me for my freedom of speech
‘Cause I see things in black and white like Lisa and Screech
Presidents get impeached and others fill in the throne
But veterans don’t get the benefit of feelin’ at home
So maybe those projections out at Silicon
Over dro they getting injections made of silicone
I swear it’s the killing season
‘Cause killin’ is still in season yea

[Verse 3: Jairobi]
Louder than a three pound, voices screaming at ya boo
It must be killing season, on the menu, strange fruit
Whose juices fill the progress of this here, very nation
Whose states has grown bitter, through justice expiration
These fruitful trees are rooted in bloody soil and torment
Things haven’t really changed, been dormant for the moment
Marks and scars, we own it, only makes for tougher skin
Helps us actualize the actual greatness held within
Been on the wrong team so much, can’t recognise a win
Seems like my only crime is having melanin
Connection to the sun so strong the relationship is lusted for
Causes meant to suffocate, I can’t breathe no more
Settle the score sadly, need an abacus to tally
Through all the peaks and valleys, yo, I recognize them sadly
Black soul old enough, inner city holdin’ up
Watch me get all my goons, watch us get soldiered up

[Hook: Kanye West]
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya

A Tribe Called Quest – Solid Wall of Sound Lyrics

[Chorus: Elton John, A Tribe Called Quest]
Gonna hear electric music (What you gon’ hear?)
Gonna hear electric music (What you gon’ hear?)
Gonna hear electric music, solid walls of sound
Solid walls of sound (Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound (Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound (Pushing breaking ground, pushing breaking sound)
Solid walls of sound (Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound (Tip and Phife in town, Tip and Phife in town)
Solid walls of sound (Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound (Solid wall of sound, pushing breaking ground)
Solid walls of sound (Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound (Jedi, Ali, Phifey, Tip)
Solid walls of sound (Jedi, Ali, Phifey, Tip)
Solid walls of sound (Jedi, Ali, Phifey, Tip)
Solid walls of sound (Jedi, Phifey, Phifey)

[Phife]
Yo, ay piece of Q, massive man crew
Bars to any beat, we beat the beat for true
Massive MC’s, dem smell the pussy stew
Don’t let your mother, my yout

[Q-Tip]
I shoulda spoke up when I’m in the mode of
Leave that to me, el-Hajj Malik
The man with a plan who went for it all
Like Marauders on a mission when we killin’ dancehalls

[Phife]
Hmm, sucka boi, Trini man
Ride out when wicked in mi hand
Left all of mi fan, one, two, three dem all of di gang

[Busta Rhymes]
Ova couple pound a weed, and a cup of donovan
Hmm, bruk pocket, find another plan

[Busta Rhymes, Q-Tip & Phife]
Yeah, cyan dun, push up on a man
And big up the sound man
Itty bitty DJ walk

[Busta Rhymes & Phife]
Ayo most of them ah talk
They don’t want no prob, they don’t want no etch a outline
Inna bloodclaat chalk

[Q-Tip]
Early in the night when you bring out the music
With the pipers and the band kill a sound man music
Live and direct when it all goes down

[Busta Rhymes]
Like an idiot bwoy yuh nuh wanna fuck round

[Phife]
Big tune make the world go round

[Busta Rhymes]
Make way fi di soundboy crowd

[Phife]
Dem fi know we di wickedest sound

[Busta Rhymes]
So now your face make a soundboy frown

[Bridge: Elton John]
Sound
Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound
Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound
Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound
Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound
Solid wall of sound

[Outro]
Sound checking, I know your ass is shaking the room
In just a few hours you’re gonna feel the burn
All of the goons are checking my guns at the door
The solid wall of sound is here on tour
It’s gonna get loud
So no phones aloud
It’s gonna get loud
So no phones aloud

A Tribe Called Quest – Conrad Tokyo Lyrics

[Verse 1: Phife Dawg]
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Just young national
Dog is on sabbatical
[?] watching [?]
Fall attention, fallin’ in
CNN and all this shit
Why y’all cool with the fuckery
Trump and SNL hilarity
Troublesome times kid, no times for comedy
Blood clout, you doing
Bullshit you spewing
As if this country ain’t already ruined
And look at these he’s mumbling, fumbling, swearing
They degrade us
Online they debate us, if we different, then we’re haters
We ended our hiatus as dogs looking for food
The nucleus is here now (ooo)

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Toleration for devastation, got a hunger for sin
Every nation, Obama nation, let the coroner in
Crooked faces, red and blue laces for the color of men
Just embrace it and die alone, song, a Revelation
Reverends and cattles racing
Devils and demons and Deuteronomy
Fumigate all economy, illuminate broken dreams
And manifest all this sanity
Look around, sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar & (A Tribe Called Quest)]
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
(Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
(Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
(Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
(Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)

[Outro: A Tribe Called Quest]
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio

A Tribe Called Quest – Enough!! Lyrics

[Chorus: Q-Tip]
Is this enough?
Is this enough?
Is this enough?
Is this enough?

[Verse 1: Jarobi]
Yo, I’m savant with the game
Go on, tell ‘robi yo’ name
Provide words that’s heard, setting your body aflame
Ooh, you off the chain, I’m handling your terrain, your valley
Has me standing down to the follicle
‘Bout half of this bottle full of reasons for us to ball
Calming violations and travel vacations, ma
Place on your fancy bra, go take them vestments off
Skin and my lips involved with licking a place that’s on
Jedi

[Chorus: Q-Tip]
Is this enough?
Is this enough love that I give to you?
Is this enough?
Is this enough time that I give to you?
Is this enough?
Tell me that you feel the same way I do
Is this enough?
Enough, enough, enough

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
Is it an issue if I make you nut?
But there’s no quality time ’cause I forever grind
This is not an excuse, I just wanna get loose
That’s some nigga jargon, girl, you’re making me harden
To the stone and granite statue, I’m prone to get at you
It’s hard to break your defense, I guess I have to leap fence
And scale wall and break fall on a tree right by your window
Reward me for my efforts by rolling this indo
As I nibble your neck naughtily, sex is a big part of me
Agencies want to audit me, searches in for sodomy
My thrust bust artery, I know you’re on to me
Just wanna have shenanigan, don’t wanna make you mad again
So focus on the flattery you feel when I fring it
Acknowledge that I got it and you love it when I bring it
Dirty talk loud but they saying, “Fuck this shit”
At the queen’s request, if it’s gotta be, it’s gotta be

[Chorus: Q-Tip]
Is this enough?
Is this enough love that I give to you?
Is this enough?
Is this enough time that I give to you?
Is this enough?
Tell me that you feel the same way I do
Is this enough?
Is this enough?
Is this enough love that I give to you?
Is this enough?
Is this enough time that I give to you?
Is this enough?
Tell me that you feel the same way I do
Is this enough?
Is this enough?

A Tribe Called Quest – The Space Program Lyrics

[Intro: Q-Tip & Jarobi]
(I’mma deal with a bigger insult, man
The heat, the heat, the heat, the heat…
It’s comin’ down hard
We’ve got to get our shit together)
It’s time to go left and not right
Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won’t hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Let’s get it together, come on, let’s make it
Gotta make it to make it to make it to make it
To make something happen, to make something happen
To make something happen, let’s make something happen

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Word to Phife, we’re gonna bring it to the overlord
Drinkin’ Sisqo chilling with the gold microphone cords
And we grip our balls every time we stuntin’ on tour
‘Cause we never bored, respond until the ready crowds roar
And promoters try to hit us with the art of war
We about our business, we not quitters, not bullshitters, we deliver
We go-getters, don’t be bitter ’cause we not just niggas

[Verse 2: Jarobi]
Jarobi might fire off into different cloth
Ain’t nothing forbidden [?] is hittin’ off
Hardest spitting, this sit-in will make you kitten-soft
Confused and amazed [?] ya brain, lost our planet for our future people
None of our people involved
Pouring Henny and Smirnoff to get it cracking off
Cracking off a Smirnoff to quickly turn to Molotov
Molotov the spaceship though before that bitch is taking off
It always seems the poorest persons are people forsaken, dawg
No Washingtons, Jeffersons, Jacksons on the captain’s log
They’d rather lead us to the grave, water poisoned, deadly smog
Mass un-blackening, it’s happening, you feel it y’all?
They’d rather see we in a three-by-three structure with many bars
Leave us where we are so they can play among the stars
We’re taking off to Mars, got the space vessels overflowing
What, you think they want us there? All us niggas not going

[Verse 3: Q-Tip]
Reputation ain’t glowing, reparations ain’t flowing
If you find yourself stuck in the quick, you better start rowing
Used to see the TV screen as the place I’d land my dream
And the car stereo where they would promote the show
Optimistic flow, brother really know

[Hook]
There ain’t a space program for niggas
Yeah, you stuck here, nigga
There ain’t a space program for niggas
Yeah, you stuck here nigga
There ain’t a space program for niggas
Yeah, you stuck here, nigga
There ain’t a space program for niggas
Yeah, you stuck, stuck, stuck

[Verse 4: Q-Tip]
Sit and wonder sometimes, I read the paper every day
All these happenings is circular, just happen different ways
And the present is refined, in her wings she’s confined
With about thirty Percocets and five bottles of wine
Caroline ain’t nothing finer than a Black woman who climbs
To the top of the State building claiming that the flag is mine
Now, people on top of people, feels like we can’t breathe
Put so much in this muthafucka, feel like we should lead
Put it on TV, put it in movies, put it in our face
These notions and ideas and citizens live in this age
I chuckle just like all of y’all, absurdity, after all
Takes money to get it running and money for trees to fall
Imagine for a second all the people are colored, please
Imagine for a second all the people in poverty
No matter the skin tone, culture or time zone
Think the ones who got it would even think to throw you a bone?
Move you out your neighbourhood, did they find you a home?
Not safer, probly no place to
Imagine if this shit was really talkin’ about space, dude
Imagine if this shit was really talkin’ about space, dude
Imagine if this shit was really talkin’ about space, dude

[Verse 5: Phife Dawg]
Tryna go left and not right
Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won’t hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won’t hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Make, make, make
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen
Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won’t hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won’t hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Make, make, make
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen
Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won’t hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won’t hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Make, make, make
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen
Let’s make somethin’ happen, let’s make somethin’ happen

[Outro]
The danger must be growing, for the rowers keep on rowing
And they’re certainly not showing any signs that they are slowing!
We’re there
Where?
Here
A small step for mankind
But a giant step for us
Oompa, loompa, doopa dee doo
I’ve got another puzzle for you

A Tribe Called Quest – Movin Backwards Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jarobi]
I hope my legendary style of rap lives on
Affixed to the earth like my feet that got kicks on
Moving backwards never, that was never the plan
Pushing shit along, weren’t the stillest in the quick sand
Asphalt jumpin’, lyrical concrete
My Jetta might be moving me throughout the many dark streets
Backwoods, boondocks, whatever terrain
Auf Wiedersehen, aloha, man, our feet ain’t the same
I won’t abuse these shoes ain’t made for reversing
Trudging through these motherfuckers first album footprint
Never ever ghostwritten, your shit free, bitten
Grab my shit with both hands
Iron grip, steel mitten
Bloviated, Jarobi ate it, and now it’s gone
Closed mouths don’t get fed or move ahead to my hustlers with customers
Amateurs are being petty
Trap lords with the fetty, don’t be no backwards, no
No backward ass nigga, don’t be no backwards, no
No backward ass nigga, don’t be no backwards, no
No backward ass nigga, don’t be no backwards, no
Don’t do it, nigga

[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]
I spun around without a care, when I stopped, I felt lost
I’m two heels from the top tier, I really want to be boss
I figured out, I figured it out somewhere
Maybe the answer’s not up there
Maybe it’s on the ground somewhere
When I stopped, I felt lost
Do you ever feel lost?

[Hook: Anderson .Paak]
They wanna see my downfall
Turn a good day into a downpour
Thorns in the crown and the cross I bear
Why they wanna see me hangin’ like a towel somewhere
One eye, two meals, three tears, a heart still
How I’m feelin’ in my mind right here
I think I’m moving but I’m going nowhere, nowhere
Better not feel lost
How I’m supposed to know how home feels, I ain’t even on my home field
Better not feel lost
It’s not a cruise that brought us here
I’m gone for long
And I refuse to be stuck right here
I’m going to it backwards, and oh
Can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me direction?
I don’t want to move backwards, no
Can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me direction?
I don’t want to move backwards
Can’t go backwards
I don’t want to move backwards

[Verse 3: Q-Tip]
Moving backwards never, that was never the plan
Can I vent? I was content being my own man
Up until that night, ill faded, walking home, I was faded
Cocos races on my wrist like he was clapping his hands
How demeaning y’all, who could be blind to racism
[?] girl wrote to me for the brotherly baptism
Instead of slaps give ’em, the dose of ab wisdom
He’ll make it out of the jungle some way
Hey, it’s figurative, not a real place you stay
Ayy, it’s mind scape, filled with fucking malaise
I got direction without using Waze
Submitting myself to praying these days
We walking backwards, it’s only for stage

[Verse 4: Anderson .Paak]
Feds coming out, with riot gear
And everybody’s hands in the air
Four-fives get your ass ’round somewhere
Come between and jump in the spare
Say it loud, with a different ring my niggas listen
(somebody just give me, somebody just give me, somebody just give me)
Cool out, chill out nigga, I’m cool
Cool out nigga, nah, nigga I’m through
Head down, ain’t no tellin’ what you gon’ do
(somebody just give me, somebody just give me, somebody just give me directions)
I don’t want to move backwards, and oh!
Cops, killing us niggas everywhere, maybe we should get some guns too
She come around every now and a few
Man I hope she really loves you
Living high ain’t hard to do
She’ll be in the clouds somewhere
Feel fresh, I strut your bitches out of here
Might even take your broad too
Oops, I’m ’bout to get kicked out here
Tell mama I’mma slide through
Still I, I’m trying to get out of here, but stuck up in the same room
Too many open miles in here, sick of eating out at drive thru

[Outro]
Hahaha
(Look at this motherfucker)

A Tribe Called Quest – Whateva Will Be Lyrics

[Intro]
Girl, this motherfucker’s got rhythm

[Verse 1: Phife Dawg]
So am I ‘posed to be dead or doin’ life in prison?
Just another dummy caught up in the system
Unruly hooligan who belongs in Spofford
Versus gettin’ that degree at Stanford or Harvard
And by my work ethic, the way I speak
Yo, should it be mentally weak versus bein’ Malik
Yo, should I be trapped in the trap? Would you prefer that?
Fourth grade mean level but he knows how to rap
Are you amused by our struggles? The English that’s broken?
The weed that I’m smokin’? The guns that I’m totin’?
The drugs that I’m sellin’? No need for improvement
Fuck you and who you think I should be, forward movement

[Verse 2: Jarobi]
Melanin is shrouded in complexity
Brain charge shocking like ‘lectricity
Mouth translate happens organically
The media relates to what it thinks it sees
Judging steps in shoes from a path they never walked
Shot down in a blaze over phrases, how they talk
Dark skin, walk with a bop, a trade feelin’
I’m chillin’, feelin’ down at a DNA crime buildin’
Supplement the youth, hypersexualizing women
They ain’t got the strong enough hold, so they built a prison
Pumping false religion to all of these niggas’ systems
Every voice devoid of the truth
Come on, listen

[Verse 3: Q-Tip]
Look at this, look at this
Whatever will be will be
Like a billionaire investin’ in a nigga’s dreams
Certainly a head scratcher, like Pac and Big’s killas capture
Or a women with the wisdom who’s leadin’ the way
The rarity is in the rear, but never today
Man, picture a PD lettin’ good records play
On the strength of what it is, not the finesse of your biz
And your lady calls you dirty, her dirts under rugs
You’ll find out only if she tells you, take her kiss and hug, cuz
In the answer for cancer in a prodigious kid’s mind
Yes, the government will for learning is feed for everyone
And from that lie, your leaders will rise in the eyes
Of despair and adversity in some universal sense will be true

[Bridge: Q-Tip]
Everybody runnin’ when they see the storm’s comin’
But whatever’s gonna be will be
Everybody runnin’ when they see the storm’s comin’
But whatever’s gonna be will be
Some will dash to the mountain, some will crawl
And the weakest amongst them, they will fall
But the strongest in fate, they will stand tall
Everybody runnin’ when they see the storm’s comin’
But whatever’s gonna be will be

[Verse 4: Consequence]
I just wanna feel as liberated as lions in Liberia
‘Cause recently my heart turned cold as Siberia
‘Cause everywhere I go, bein’ cold is the criteria
Let’s see how well you know all your Tribe trivia
Green and the white, we servin’ that Nigeria
North side of Queens, one-nine-two is the area
This is for my dawgs from Shih Tzus to Terriers
Fuck it, it’s showtime, Tip, make sure they hearin’ ya