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A Tribe Called Quest ~ Youthful Expression


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 more free 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

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