Тональность: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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The taste of nothing,
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this does something
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Moms that knows that, says I'm fronting
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Call me Smiley, 'cause I'm wiley
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Living life like the life of Riley
Smoking blunts with a boy named Bud
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We cough up your lungs,
cough up your cud
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with a 40, ounce of water
You know you ought of
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Dance to this, your girl you kiss
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I like fried foods,
Afrocentric, I'm electric
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Socialistic and eccentric
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Body's healthy, mind is wealthy
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Thoughts, they flow, that will prepare me
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To be a Native, get creative
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Original and designative
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Listen to the line that's playing
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Listen hard to what Q's saying
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Politicians are magicians
they hope your wishing
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Ambiguous words, senseless verbs
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They all amount to
crap that's heard
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Violent hip hop, money flip flops
Promoters won't book, but it still rocks
I'm a Zulu, yes, a true blue
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Red Alert is with the poo-poo
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Ozone Ozone layer, loses flavor
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Here's the edge that you will savor
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Interlude 1
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Verse 2
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The economy,
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police, everything
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Except for the youth
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But the youth about to come back
Verse 3
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Alright, here they come
Verse 4
Uh oh, uh oh, uh!
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With expressions and
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19 years is a youthful lesson
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Falling skies babe, open eyes babe
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Can't you see what lays inside babe
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Making mentions on this tension
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Rhythmic lov ing, my profession
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Hips, they gyrate, scripts I narrate
No banana, I ain't a primate
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Ain't no soul glo, just an Afro
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The head is bred to let
the thoughts grow
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Quest together, to lands of never
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Sleet and snow and storms can't sever
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Tribe is growing, never know when
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For this time, six necks may show in
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Dialogues have been accepted
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Negatives have been rejected
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That's the music, negro music
so you must choose it
Phonies fondle,
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watch it throttle
3-6-5 straight out the bottle
Busting caps, finger snaps
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I prefer the second for ghetto
tracks
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Phife, Jarobi, Ali told me
Get the force like Wan Kenobi
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Force his teaching,
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beats are screeching
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we aim for reaching
Tribalization, freaks the nation
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A mass of peers in celebration
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Hopes been real high,
since the knee high
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Days of youth, feeling good and real spry
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Avid combos, hear those
bongos
Boom cacker boom,
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that's how they go
We ain't nomads, but we real glad
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Hip hop slams through the nineties, no fad
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As a rhythm, have been given
Verse 5
Hurry up, become, we breaking out, out
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With a rhythmic instinction to
be able to travel
Beyond existing forces of life
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Basically, that Tribal
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And if you want to get the rhythm
Then you have to join a Tribe
Outro 1
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