A Tribe Called Quest lyrics
A Tribe Called Quest lyrics
"Excursions lyrics"
Sun Is Still Shining lyrics
The sun is still shining, look at the view The moon is still dining, with me and you Now that we're out here, open your heart To the universe, of which we're apart Everything's turning, turning around See with you mind, leave your body behind Now that we're out here, open your heart To the universe, of which we're apart But if you want to play Stay right back on earth Waiting for rebirth The sun is still shining, l
The sun is still shining, look at the view The moon is still dining, with me and you Now that we're out here, open your heart To the universe, of which we're apart Everything's turning, turning around See with you mind, leave your body behind Now that we're out here, open your heart To the universe, of which we're apart But if you want to play Stay right back on earth Waiting for rebirth The sun is still shining, l
* vocal interludes sampled from "Time is Running Out" by The Last Poets
[Q-Tip]
Back in the days when I was a teenager
Before I had status and before I had a pager
You could find the Abstract listening to hip hop
My pops used to say, it reminded him of be-bop
I said, well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles
The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin like Michael
Its all expected, things are for the lookin
If you got the money, Quest is for the bookin
Come on everybody, let's get with the fly modes
Still got room on the truck, load the back boom
Listen to the rhyme, to get a mental picture
of this black man, through black woman victim
Why do I say that, cuz I gotta speak the truth man
Doing what we feel for the music is the proof and
Planted on the ground, the act is so together
Bonafied strong, you need leverage to sever
The unit, yes, the unit, yes, the unit calle
San Jose lyrics
Do you know the way to San Jose? I've been away so long. I may go wrong and lose my way. Do you know the way to San Jose? I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose. L.A. is a great big freeway. Put a hundred down and buy a car. In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star Weeks turn into years. how quick they pass And all the stars that never were Are parking cars and pumping gas Do you know the way to San
d the jazz isDo you know the way to San Jose? I've been away so long. I may go wrong and lose my way. Do you know the way to San Jose? I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose. L.A. is a great big freeway. Put a hundred down and buy a car. In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star Weeks turn into years. how quick they pass And all the stars that never were Are parking cars and pumping gas Do you know the way to San
deliberatley cheered LP filled with streeet goods
You can find it on the rack in your record store (store)
If you get the record, then your thoughts are adored
and appreciated, cause we're ever so glad we made it
We work hard, so we gotta thank God
Dishin out the plastic, do the dance till you spastic
If you dis... it gets drastic
Listen to the rhymes, cuz its time to make gravy
If it moves your booty, then shake, shake it baby
All the way to Africa a.k.a. The Motherland (uh)
Stick out the left, then I'll ask for the other hand
That's the right hand, Black Man (man)
Only if you was noted as my man (man)
If I get the credit, then I'll think I deserve it
If you fake moves, don't fix your mouth to word it
Get in the zone of positivity, not negativity
Cuz we gotta strive for longevity
If you botch up, what's in that (ass) (what?)
A pair of Nikes, size ten-and-a-half (come on,
Our Passion Is Everything lyrics
Burning all the limbs Wounding my pulsing heart Carving my soul that doesn't Belong to me as well as my heartIn you are my feelings My bright flash Whom I met On my lonely wayNow I'm not the one I used to beI don't recognize myself In front of me there's only The fire that absorbed us Appealing to you who subdued me As I met the tempest carrying you How I attracted you dazzling feelingsAnd
come on)Burning all the limbs Wounding my pulsing heart Carving my soul that doesn't Belong to me as well as my heartIn you are my feelings My bright flash Whom I met On my lonely wayNow I'm not the one I used to beI don't recognize myself In front of me there's only The fire that absorbed us Appealing to you who subdued me As I met the tempest carrying you How I attracted you dazzling feelingsAnd
Chorus:
We gotta make moves
Never, ever, ever could we fake moves (come on, come on) (4X)
"Time.. time is a ship on a merciless sea
Drifting toward an average of nothingness
Until it can be retarded for it's own destiny
TIME is an inanimate object
Praying and praying and praying for ??
Time is DANCING, moving lingering all memories of past.."
-> The Last Poets
You gotta be a winner all the time
Can't fall prey to a hip hop crime
With the dope raps and dope tracks for you for blocks
From the fly girlies to the hardest of the rocks
Musically the Quest, is on the rise
We on these Excursions so you must realize
that continually, I pop my Zulu
If you don't like it, get off the Zulu tip
So what could you do in the times which exist
You can't fake moves on your brother or your sis
But if your sis is a (bitch), brother is a jerk
Leave 'em both alone and conti
Circle Of Hell lyrics
Music by: FEAR THY NAMELyrics by: FEAR THY NAMECan you feel the misery?Can you hear the pain inside?Open your eyes to watch the worldComing down towards the endOnly pain is realThe dreams are aliveA confused mind is trying to riseDeep in the woods there is the answerThe secular treeOur glorious star...Immortal life, eternal wishAs years go by we fall into the abyssAnd when the mist rises in the sky
ue with your workMusic by: FEAR THY NAMELyrics by: FEAR THY NAMECan you feel the misery?Can you hear the pain inside?Open your eyes to watch the worldComing down towards the endOnly pain is realThe dreams are aliveA confused mind is trying to riseDeep in the woods there is the answerThe secular treeOur glorious star...Immortal life, eternal wishAs years go by we fall into the abyssAnd when the mist rises in the sky
Whatever it may be in today's society
Everything is fair, at least that how it seems to me
You must be honest and true to the next
Don't be phony and expect one not to flex
Especially if you rhyme, you have to live by the pen
Your man is your man, then treat him like your friend
All it is, is the code of the streets
So listen to the knowledge bein dropped over beats
Beats that are hard, beats that are funky
It could get you hooked like a crackhead junkie
What you gotta do to is know that the Tribe is in the sphere
The Abstract Poet, prominent like Shakespeare
Chorus
Edgar Allan Poe, it don't stop (uh!)
"Time is running out on black power Africans today
and whites blacks and reporters at night
Everytime you see them ?? with their tongues hangin out
Time is running and past and passing and running
Running and past and passing and running (excursions)"