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I Love A Tribe Called Quest Q Tip and Phifey Don't forget Shaheed
Back in 89, I simply slid into place Buddy, buddy, buddy all up in your face A lot of kids was bustin rhymes but they had no Taste Some said quest was wack, but now is that the case I have a quest to have the mic in my hand Without that, its like kryptonite and superman So shaheed come in with the sugar cuts Phife dawgs my name, but on stage, call me dynomutt When was the last time you heard the phifer sloppy Lyrics anonymous, youll never hear me copy Top notch baby, never comin less Skys the limit, you gots to believe up in quest Sit back , relax, get up out the path If not that, heres the dancefloor, come move that Ass Non-believers, you can check the stats I roll with shaheed and the brotha abstract Niggaz know the time when the quest is in the jam I never let a statue tell me how nice I am Comin with more hits than the braves and the yankees Livin mad phat like an over sized bam-bi The wackest crews try to dis, it makes me laugh When my track records longer than a dc-20 aircraft So, next time that you think you want somethin here Make somethin deffer, take that garbage to st. Elsewhere