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A Tribe Called Quest
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If The Papes Come
作詞:J Davis, Lou Donaldson, Nathaniel Phillip Hall, Ali Shahe Jones-muhammad, A Shaheed
Uh The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away But not Hip-Hop yo, hahah And let it be known, that we are on some umm Ehh ahh, uhh, a-chicka-uhh Ehh ahh, uhh, a-chicka-uhh And this ain't on the pop tip yo Are y'all kids tucked in? Yeah Here we go
People in the audience, they cry out hoe People with a gun, yo they'll cry out bo I don't like a cop, I don't sell a rock But still the kanga's clock me, after a show Standin' on the stage and we're pourin' with sweat To people in the crowd I give what they get Papers make paid, babies make laid I don't really worry, nor do I fret
Waitin' for the gimme and boy I got some Sweat like a peach and tart like a plum I thought what I think, I rock a bead-link Legally I'll sip when I turn, twenty-one A letter to the homeboy that freaked the head dome The R man wants me to drop my microphone Gotta be brief, no orders from a chief Hot butter on what, say what, the popcorn
On the tour bus we hit the truck stop A dollar for some chips, a quarter for some pop We laugh and giggle some Phife kiss the honey buns Ali Shaheed Muhammad keeps talkin' that shop The brothers cruise on as we Quest, for the check Callin' up Famous to see, if it's there yet
Not a bourgeoise, hate the seminar Ignorant flip, hey Miss you must jet Flex for the funkiest but start to bounce Measure Hip-Hop for weight, by the ounce Bush on the tush, you're pullin' while I push Play me for the punk then puss, feel the pounce
It's like that y'all Keep on Freak freak y'all Keep on It's like that y'all Keep on Freak freak y'all Keep on
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If the papes come yo yo I won't riff I just sit down and get, me a spliff With mines I was born, a child of the corn Molecules of the land they uplift Levels is straight, in fact they're rectified Adrenaline now is crazy multiplied Four and four is eight, the fraction makes the plate I make sure the Tribe is in
With the quickness you bare the witness Flexin' and pumpin' with the fitness Movin' it, uhh, doin' it uhh Those who oppose must hit the S-list
Doin' it and doin' it with the whole frame Look what's in the mind and not, in the brain On this you can quote, we on a diffy note Quest for the future, 'stead of the fame One ninety-one brothers grabbin' they thingies Forgot the name oh, equivalent to Jimmy
Slip a little bit, you think I have to quit Ali Shaheed Muhammad, with the singy-singy Slammin' with a slammy you front, on the case Right or left nut Ali, plays the ace Do what you do, flam for a crew Bonita Applebum blows smoke in Sha's face
Slang for the king you must, if ya have Dribble hops out giggle yo proper term is laugh Brothers who are snakes, I label them as fakes Instincts to travel up the hood path, c'mon
It's like that y'all Keep on Freak, freak y'all Keep on It's like that y'all Keep on It's like that y'all Keep on
It's like that y'all Keep on Freak, freak y'all Keep on It's like that y'all Keep on Freak, freak y'all Keep on
{Thank you As you all know, you just can't believe Everything you see and hear, can you? Now if you will excuse me I must be on my way}
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