Lirik Lagu Rock Rock Y'all - A Tribe Called Quest F/ Jane Doe, Mos Def, Punch, Words
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[Punch] Yo! We about to rock this joint, from the family. Andwe want ya'll all to know, that it's time...
CHORUS (all):To rock rock ya'llFreak freak ya'llTo the beat ya'llIt's unique ya'll (2x)
[Punch]A-yo praise the master, make plans wit' your pastorMy rap'll blast ya, send you to the hereafterI push a tractor, for horses grazin' in the pastureYa heard I was trickin', the whole room filled with laughterIn ciphers, I'm the one you don't rhyme afterYou only know half of the math, it don't add upThe lead batter, my hits make ya frame shatterWatch me now! Just begun like Jimmy CastorI'm bad luck just like walkin' under laddersMad rappers, book of life, last chapterMe and my squad build just like contractorsI break shit, you only give hairline fracturesWomen flash us, don't know ya better ask usA bastard, wit' more contacts than Lens CraftersTear down the rafters, venerials couldn't clap usYou need practice, hit chicks then I'm Casper
[Jane Doe]The church of scientology, feminine biologyManic depressive psychologically, A.D.D. alive and wePolluted by technology, the fumes and its ecologyWhile your thought you was out of copy I get nastier than sodomyProbably an oddesey, started back on robberyWas the degree of the economy that do the sovereigntyRegarded as a prodigy, leery in sociologyLet the wallabees always conceal my gynecologyRhymin' pathologically, that's how it gotta be!Never makin' no apology, worshippin' my anthropologyFuck modesty, studyin' microbiologyCausin' verbal lobotomy, it's in my geneologySix months of sobriety, movin' very methodicallyLike a unicorn, more ways than oceanographyGuard technology, rip shows antibioticallyTrue thugs bionically, give birth to criminology
[Words]Yo as a youngin', I swear to God you couldn't tell me nothin'I swore I was gettin' somethin', clothes or humpin'For girls with the church, slacks with some shirts tucked inI set it up for money, my mom worked when I was cuttin'Unsigned strugglin', for the heat I lit the ovenOne would by the CD, the other would do the dubbin'Before I met Rob, I was in the clubs frontin'Oh yeah I know the Tip, when I see him I be duckin'But now when I'm clubbin', those that used to dis were buggin'Overweight chicks, spandex, they stomachs sucked inStay interruptin', dance and try to cut inTold people you got in free when you really snuck in
[Q-Tip]We never get concerned about who's in the leagueWe just stay workin' so no one will needAn unconcerned outsider givin' niggaz feedMy niggaz puff weed but negotiate the seedThe family is granite and you can't intercedeI try to switch lanes at this operatin' speedCats in the game be gamblin' with greedWe the house, you the player and we gonna catch theseWho's the Sam Sneed makin' microphones bleedPoker face creed while my mind just readShorty got rhythm but her freak got freedThat's insignificant but this take heed
[Mos Def]They say I'm pretty like Clay is, bright like the day isBeats from my fleet be sweet like Sugar Ray isI'm swingin' this from Bay Ridge to where the Oakland Bay isMy game is tough to play, I'm tough to weigh like your safe isThe aim is, to make you recognize what the name isMos Def gon' set it straight from where the 718 isThe place with the great superiginate the flavorsAn all-star block with some all-star laymans(Turn the music down!) This is probably some hatersAchin' cuz they hear us rotatin' on the playlist>From B-boy laces to Detroit gatorsYo Tip I got to bail, where the scale? Help me weigh this...
Yo! We wan't ya'll to know...that this is the family, right?And what we want everybody out there to do...on the dance floor...is get ready...because noooowwwwww we gonna...
CHORUS (6x) to fade out
CHORUS (all):To rock rock ya'llFreak freak ya'llTo the beat ya'llIt's unique ya'll (2x)
[Punch]A-yo praise the master, make plans wit' your pastorMy rap'll blast ya, send you to the hereafterI push a tractor, for horses grazin' in the pastureYa heard I was trickin', the whole room filled with laughterIn ciphers, I'm the one you don't rhyme afterYou only know half of the math, it don't add upThe lead batter, my hits make ya frame shatterWatch me now! Just begun like Jimmy CastorI'm bad luck just like walkin' under laddersMad rappers, book of life, last chapterMe and my squad build just like contractorsI break shit, you only give hairline fracturesWomen flash us, don't know ya better ask usA bastard, wit' more contacts than Lens CraftersTear down the rafters, venerials couldn't clap usYou need practice, hit chicks then I'm Casper
[Jane Doe]The church of scientology, feminine biologyManic depressive psychologically, A.D.D. alive and wePolluted by technology, the fumes and its ecologyWhile your thought you was out of copy I get nastier than sodomyProbably an oddesey, started back on robberyWas the degree of the economy that do the sovereigntyRegarded as a prodigy, leery in sociologyLet the wallabees always conceal my gynecologyRhymin' pathologically, that's how it gotta be!Never makin' no apology, worshippin' my anthropologyFuck modesty, studyin' microbiologyCausin' verbal lobotomy, it's in my geneologySix months of sobriety, movin' very methodicallyLike a unicorn, more ways than oceanographyGuard technology, rip shows antibioticallyTrue thugs bionically, give birth to criminology
[Words]Yo as a youngin', I swear to God you couldn't tell me nothin'I swore I was gettin' somethin', clothes or humpin'For girls with the church, slacks with some shirts tucked inI set it up for money, my mom worked when I was cuttin'Unsigned strugglin', for the heat I lit the ovenOne would by the CD, the other would do the dubbin'Before I met Rob, I was in the clubs frontin'Oh yeah I know the Tip, when I see him I be duckin'But now when I'm clubbin', those that used to dis were buggin'Overweight chicks, spandex, they stomachs sucked inStay interruptin', dance and try to cut inTold people you got in free when you really snuck in
[Q-Tip]We never get concerned about who's in the leagueWe just stay workin' so no one will needAn unconcerned outsider givin' niggaz feedMy niggaz puff weed but negotiate the seedThe family is granite and you can't intercedeI try to switch lanes at this operatin' speedCats in the game be gamblin' with greedWe the house, you the player and we gonna catch theseWho's the Sam Sneed makin' microphones bleedPoker face creed while my mind just readShorty got rhythm but her freak got freedThat's insignificant but this take heed
[Mos Def]They say I'm pretty like Clay is, bright like the day isBeats from my fleet be sweet like Sugar Ray isI'm swingin' this from Bay Ridge to where the Oakland Bay isMy game is tough to play, I'm tough to weigh like your safe isThe aim is, to make you recognize what the name isMos Def gon' set it straight from where the 718 isThe place with the great superiginate the flavorsAn all-star block with some all-star laymans(Turn the music down!) This is probably some hatersAchin' cuz they hear us rotatin' on the playlist>From B-boy laces to Detroit gatorsYo Tip I got to bail, where the scale? Help me weigh this...
Yo! We wan't ya'll to know...that this is the family, right?And what we want everybody out there to do...on the dance floor...is get ready...because noooowwwwww we gonna...
CHORUS (6x) to fade out
