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A Tribe Called Quest - God Lives Through Lyrics





God Lives Through Lyrics


"Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes (16X)[Phife Dawg]There's a million MC's that claim they want someBut see, I create sounds that make your ears go numbPeace to Sayers Ave., yeah you know how we goMy best friend Steven at the Home DepotLowerton is in the house, I can't forget SouthsideWalk past MC's like that girl did the PharcydeI'm labeled as the cat's meow, the MC with the know-howAct like you know, not now, but right nowBeast of the East, on MC's I have a feastI'd eat that ass like quiche, crack a smile like ShaniceStraight out Jamaica scene, Jamaica, QueensBut you could find me out in Georgia, or anywhere in betweenNow if my partners don't look good, Malik won't look goodIf Malik don't look good, the Quest won't look goodIf the Quest don't look good, then Queens won't look goodBut since the sounds are universal, New York won't look goodPicture Phife losin a battle, come on, get off itPut down the microphone son, surrender forfeitDid I hear somethin bout a crew? What they wanna do?You better call Mr. Babyface, so he can bring out _The Cool in You_or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni BraxtonAnd I'll dissect you like a fractionOh, you wannabe top cat MC's, I'll pop you like a zitYou wanna be the champ, you more like Chief Some-shitBig up myself everytime when it comes to thisMC's be runnin scared as if they're watchin the ExorcistI kick more game than a crackhead from HempsteadMy styles are milk, man, you'd think that I was breast fedYou know the steelo when the diggy Dawg is on the sceneI dedicate this to all the MC's outta Queens that goes for Onyx, LL, Run-D.M.C.Akinyele, Nasty Nas and the Extra PYou need a chart, straight up and down man, there ain't no otherNuff respect to all my peeps that made the album coverYo, Tip don't worry Dunn you know I get the party jumpin Get on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthinYo, Tip don't worry Dunn you know I get the party jumpinGet on the mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin (Ooohh...)"Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes (16X) [Q-Tip] (over Busta Rhymes)La, la, la, la..Doop, doo, do, do..La, la, la, la..Shooby-doop, do, do..La, la, la, la..Shooby-doo, do, do..You know I'm on the other, for the top 40Haha, you gotta do it like this..We got the funk doody don shit, clearly it's the bomb shitSo recognize me, kids memorize meEveryday, I be scroungin, really, I be lounginI play the down low, very very incognitoAries is my sign, I know that I can rhymeSometimes I rhyme in riddles, plus I make the hunnies wiggleIntellect is the major, some heads like to wagerThe skills on the hill, overlookin dollar billsMan, ya crazy, thinkin you can phase meThe Ab doesn't study near nonsense moneyLife seems to meet me, MC's seem too cheesyWith they doody ass renditions of defeatin competitionI rock to the roll man, yes, I'm a soul manBet'cha bottom dolla, Vinia will make ya hollaAs ya stand at attention, did I forget to mentionMC's will give me twenty, if I sense that they act funnyLyrics are abundant, right there, I sound redundantJust mentionin the fact, that the area is fatI dwell in the unda, so hunny, it's no wonderThat I get plenty of tail, well I even get whiteI'ma bet hittin head crack, there money, take thatBreakin niggaz off, cut their bank, then I'm offWhile my Nik'es match my lil hat, beat joint is mad fatGot the cutter of the box if a kid thinks he's oxFor tier means creator, the poetry relatorIt's hemp, like Betsy Ross, let me tell you who's the bossLa, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes) smooth it y'allLa, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes)Queens got a ZooBrooklyn got a ZooBronx got a ZooLong Island got a ZooLong Island.. got the zoneJersey got a ZooPhilly got a ZooMilwaukee got a ZooL.A. got a ZooOaktown got the zoneLa, la, la.. (4X)See, I like to get down Jack

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