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A Tribe Called Quest

Jazz (We Got the...)

  hip-hop  hip hop  rap  jazz hop  funk
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Intro/ChorusWe got the jazz [X4]Verse One: Q-TipStern firm and young with a laid-back tongueThe aim is to succeed and achieve at 21Just like Ringling Brothers, I`ll daze and astoundCaptivate the mass, cause the prose is profoundDo it for the strong, we do it for the meekBoom it in your boom it in your boom it in your JeepOr your Honda or your Beemer or your Legend or your BenzThe rave of the town to your foes and your friendsSo push it, along, trails, we blazeDon`t deserve the gong, don`t deserve the praiseThe tranquility will make ya unball your fistFor we put hip-hop on a brand new twistA brand new twist with the homie-alisticSo low-key that ya probably missed itAnd yet it`s so loud that it stands in the crowdWhen the guy takes the beat, they bowedSo raise up squire, address your attireWe have no time to wallow in the mireIf you`re on a foreign path, then let me do the leadJoin in the essence of the cool-out breedThen cool out to the music cuz it makes ya feel sereneLike the birds and the bees and all those groovy thingsLike getting stomach aches when ya gotta go to workOr staring into space when you`re feeling berserkI don`t really mind if it`s over your headCuz the job of resurrectors is to wake up the deadSo pay attention, it`s not hard to decipherAnd after the horns, you can check out the PhiferChorusVerse Two: Phife DawgCompetition, dem Phifer come sidewayBut competition, dey mus` me come straightwayCompetition, dem Phifer come sidewayBut competition, dey mus` come straightwayHows about that, it seems like it`s my turn againAll through the years my mike has been my best friendI know some brothers wonder, can Phifer really kick it?Some even wanna dis me, but why sweat it?I`m all into my music cuz it`s how I make papesTryin` to make hits, like Kid Capri makes tapesMe sweat another? I do my own thingStrictly hardcore tracks, not a new jack swingI grew up as a Christian so to Jah I give thanksCollect my banks, listen to Shabba RanksI sing, and chat, I do all of thatIt`s 1991 and I refuse to come wackI take off my hat to other crews that intend to rockBut the Low End Theory`s here, it`s time to wreck shopI got Tip and Shah, so whom shall I fearStop look and listen, but please don`t stareSo jet to the store, and buy the LPOn Jive/RCA, cassettes and CD`sProduced and arranged by the four-man crewAnd oh shit, Skiff Anselm, he gets props tooMake sure you have a system with some phat house speakersSo the new shit can rock, from Mars to MassapequaCuz where I come from quality is job oneAnd everybody up on Linden know we get the job doneSo peace to that crew, and peace to this crewBring on the tour, we`ll see you at a theatre nearest youVerse Three: Q-TipHey yo but wait, back it up, hup, easy back it upPlease let the Abstract embellish on the cutBack and forth just like a Cameo songIf you dig this joint then please come dance alongTo the music cuz it`s done just for the rhymeNow I gotta scat and get mine, underlineThe jazz, the what? The jazz can move that assCuz the Tribe originates that feelin` of pizzazzIt`s the universal sound, best to brothers undergroundIn the one-six below, ya didn`t have to goSome say that I`m a sinner cuz I once had an orgyAnd sometimes for breakfast I eat grits and porgiesIf this is a stinker, then call me a stink, I ask"What? What? What?" - now check it outAll my peoples in Queens ya don`t stopNow all my peoples in Brooklyn ya don`t stopAnd all my peoples uptown ya don`t stopThat includes the Bronx a` Harlem ya don`t stopNow to that girl Ramelle ya don`t stopI say because Ladies First ya don`t stopAnd to the JB`s, ya don`t stopAnd De La Soul, ya don`t stopTo my Brand Nubians ya don`t stopAnd to my Leaders of the New ya don`t stopTo my man Large Professor ya don`t stopPete Rock for the beat ya don`t stopEverybody in the place ya don`t stopYa keep it on, to the rhythm, ya don`t stopAnd last but not least on the sure shotIt`s the Zulu nation

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