| Ahhh yeah, ha ha hah!
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| How y’all doin, everybody alright?
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| Yeah, that’s real good (uh-huh)
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| Remember me? |
| Heheh, I’m that guy
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| Hairy Jungle Brother, hehahahehah
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| Now I’m squattin, squattin on my tree top
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| Watchin, as the Baby Bam beat rocks
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| Now more people are knowin (knowin)
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| Why the mighty Tribe is growin (growin)
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| As the vibe from the Tribe keeps glowin (glowin)
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| The wind from the bass keeps blowin (blowin)
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| In time, in time, rememberin that rhyme
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| Just a little somethin to tickle your mind
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| Now that I got your mind workin
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| Yeah, how the J Beez workin?
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| Jungle Brothers on the run, makin babies
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| A Tribe Called Quest, first birth of the J Beez
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| Promo No. 1, Q-Tip had a fade
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| Promo No. 2, Q-Tip rocks braids
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| Ask Mike G about society
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| I said in time yo behind you’ll see
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| Ali Shaheed, Jarobi and Phife
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| Up with the Arks cause the Ankhs means life
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| I’m poppin straight up so you can take the toll
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| From the J Beez, to De La Soul
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| Now there’s a Tribe that’s comin
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| Brothers on the street hum along with the beat
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| And repeat that pattern I summoned
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| … «Is it comin, is it comin?»
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| Indeed indeed, it’s funky and groovy
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| … «But Q-Tip, do you really think it will move me?»
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| To El Segundo and back hon
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| New funk is here, so come get some
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| Don’t stump your hump, come bump your rump
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| To the rip-diddy-dip dip rhythm
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| Yeah, right about now I’d like to take out these few seconds
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| To say whassup to my sound system
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| Uncle Sam, you alright? |
| You alright?
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| Alright.
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| Some folks wanna know, what goes on
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| Some don’t like the way the J Beez carry on
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| Whassup wit’chu brother, yeah you black
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| The one with the red gold green applejack
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| Baby Bam, I chose the name
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| I don’t want the fame I just wanna play the game
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| Beads around my wrist and around my ankle
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| You bought my record so now I thank you
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| Now it’s time for me to resurrect
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| I’ve got to move on and take the next step
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| Raise my soul from out the graveyard
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| Take my rap to another backyard
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| Use my mind to do somethin new
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| Somethin that your crew never thought to do
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| God up above, won’t you help me
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| To gather my people in unity
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| The new year’s here, so I’ma start like this
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| Everybody raise your right first
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| C’mon! |
| Let me hear you say yeahhh (yeahhh)
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| C’mon y’all, say oh yeah (ohh yeahh)
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| It’s comin, it’s comin
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| Peace!
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| Red Alert Alert |