Lirik Lagu Youthful Expression - A Tribe Called Quest
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Q-Tip:The taste of nuthin, this does somethinMoms that knows that, says I'm frontinCall me Smiley, cuz I'm wileyLivin life like the life of RileySmokin blunts with a boy named BudWe cough up your lungs, cough up your cudPut out fires, with a 40, ounce of waterYou know you oughtaDance to this, your girl you kissI like fried foods, especially fishAfrocentric, I'm electricSocialistic and eccentricBody's healthy, mind is wealthyThoughts, they flow, that will prepare meTo be a Native, get creativeOriginal and designativeListen to the line that's playinListen hard to what Q's sayinPoliticians are magiciansMake your vote, they hope your wishinAmbiguous words, senseless verbsThey all amount to crap that's heardViolent hip hop, money flip flopsPromoters won't book, but it still rocksI'm a Zulu, yes, a true blueRed Alert is with the poo-pooOzone layer, loses flavaHere's the edge that you will savor
Jarobi:The economy...politics...police...everythingExcept for the youthBut the youth about to come back
Q-Tip(voice distorted):Alright, here they comeUh oh, uh oh, uh!
Q-Tip:With expressions and I'm guessin19 years is a youthful lessonFallin skies babe, open eyes babeCan't you see what lays inside babeMakin mentions on this tensionRhythmic lovin, my professionHips, they gyrate, scripts I narrateNo banana, I ain't a primateAin't no soul glo, just an afroThe head is bred to let the thoughts growQuest together, to lands of neverSleet and snow and storms can't severTribe is growin, never know whenFor this time, six necks may show inDialogues have been acceptedNegatives have been rejectedThat's the music, negro musicIs here for all, so you must choose itPhonies fondle, watch it throttle3-6-5 straight out the bottleBustin caps, finger snapsI prefer the second for ghetto tracksPhife, Jarobi, Ali told meGet the force like Wan KenobiForce his teachin, beats are screechinPoly plateaus, we aim for reachinTribalization, freaks the nationA mass of peers in celebrationHopes been real high, since the knee highDays of youth, feelin good and real spryAvid combos, hear those bongosBoom cacka boom, that's how they goWe ain't nomads, but we real gladHip hop slams through the nineties, no fadAs a rhythm, have been givenHurry up, become, we breakin out, out
Shaheed:With a rhythmic instinction to be able to travelBeyond existing forces of lifeBasically, that TribalAnd if you wanna get the rhythmThen you have to join a TribeWord, peace
Jarobi:The economy...politics...police...everythingExcept for the youthBut the youth about to come back
Q-Tip(voice distorted):Alright, here they comeUh oh, uh oh, uh!
Q-Tip:With expressions and I'm guessin19 years is a youthful lessonFallin skies babe, open eyes babeCan't you see what lays inside babeMakin mentions on this tensionRhythmic lovin, my professionHips, they gyrate, scripts I narrateNo banana, I ain't a primateAin't no soul glo, just an afroThe head is bred to let the thoughts growQuest together, to lands of neverSleet and snow and storms can't severTribe is growin, never know whenFor this time, six necks may show inDialogues have been acceptedNegatives have been rejectedThat's the music, negro musicIs here for all, so you must choose itPhonies fondle, watch it throttle3-6-5 straight out the bottleBustin caps, finger snapsI prefer the second for ghetto tracksPhife, Jarobi, Ali told meGet the force like Wan KenobiForce his teachin, beats are screechinPoly plateaus, we aim for reachinTribalization, freaks the nationA mass of peers in celebrationHopes been real high, since the knee highDays of youth, feelin good and real spryAvid combos, hear those bongosBoom cacka boom, that's how they goWe ain't nomads, but we real gladHip hop slams through the nineties, no fadAs a rhythm, have been givenHurry up, become, we breakin out, out
Shaheed:With a rhythmic instinction to be able to travelBeyond existing forces of lifeBasically, that TribalAnd if you wanna get the rhythmThen you have to join a TribeWord, peace
