Jazz (We've Got) - A Tribe Called Quest - Ringtone Download | Jazz (We've Got) MP3 ringtone and m4r ringtone

@Senan

630

[Q-Tip] Babies babble on, they lookin for excuses Game for the buzzer who kicked it to the losers Lame as a brain, could be, golly gee If you see a shrink he'll charge you a fee If you see me ya see the fee is nothing [Fee will be for patience] all that's no fronting What is a party if it doesn't really rock? What is a poet? All balls, no cock What is a war if it doesn't have a general? What's channel nine if it doesn't have Arsenio? What is life if you don't have fun? What is a what if you ain't got a gun? What's Ali without Shaheed Muhammad? Nothing. [Calpekur] makes you vomit What is a Quest if the players ain't willing? What is a pence if you don't have a shilling? Excuse me if I'm chillin, hey what, say what What's a fat man without food in his gut? What's a child birth, without the umbilical? What's United Parcel, without the deliverer? What's momma-san, without poppa-san? What's martial arts without Daniel-San? What's Rasheed without Tonya, Tamika? What's orange juice and Doug E. Doug without Shaniqua? Not a not a not a, not a damn thing What's Duke Ellington without that swing? What's Alex Haley if it doesn't have roots? What's a weekend if you ain't knockin boots? What's a black nation, without black unity? What is a child who doesn't know pubery? What is my label when I exit boom status? What's menage-a-tois, or, that is What is sex when you have three people? What are laws if they ain't fair and equal? What's Clark Kent without a telephone booth? What is a liquor if it ain't 80 proof? What are the youth if they ain't rebellin? What's Raplh Cramden, if he ain't yellin At Ed Norton, what is coke snortin? What is position if there is no contortin? What is hip-hop if it doesn't have violence? Chill for a minute, Doug E. Fresh said silence *Four second pause* What is a glock if you don't have a clip? What's a lollipop without the Good Ship? What's S&M if you don't have chains? What's a con artist if he doesn't have brains? What's America without greed and glamour? What's an MC if he doesn't have stamina? What's music fractured without Mr. Walt? What's Trugoy without a phrase called torte? What's Kris Lighty if he wasn't such a baby? What is a woman if she didn't say maybe? Baby laid down, I removed the frown What would be my penal cord if it wasn't brown? What is a paper without a president? What is a compound without a element? What is a jam if you don't spike the punch? Was it Bruce Lee if you don't like brunch? Oooh ooh, it's like that you keep goin Freak freak y'all cause you know that we showin What to go what to go what to go what to go what To go what to go what to go what to go

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Butter - A Tribe Called Quest

@Mathias

1,481

1988 Senior Year at Garvey High Where all the guys were corny but the girls were mad fly Lounging with the Tipster, cooling with Sha Scoping out the honeys—they know who they are I was the b-ball playing, fly rhyme saying Fly girl getting but never was I sweating Cause when it came to honeys I would go on a stroll Until I met my match—her name was Flo Yeah, I messed around with the one called Flo All the troopers 'round the way used to call her a ho But deep down in my heart I knew that Flo was good to go Cause I thought it was me like Bell Biv Devoe But little did I know that she was playing with my mind The only thing I learned is good girls are hard to find I feel like Heavy D I need somebody for me Not someone whose mind is blank And trying to juice me for my banks Swinging with my main man Lucky behind my back What type of crap is that—yo, how's about a smack? Word life, I can't front, thought I was all that But now it seems, I've met my match I was a stone cold lover, you couldn't tell me jack Settling down with one girl, wasn't trying to hear that I had Tonya, Tamika, Sharon, Karen, Tina, Stacy, Julie, Tracy Used to love 'em, leave 'em, skeeze 'em, tease 'em Find 'em, lose 'em - also abuse 'em My whole attitude was new day, next hon And believe it or not, they all got done Well here comes Flo, with the crazy whip appeal And I'm all true man, like Alexander O'Neal Is this really love, then again how would I know After all this time trying to be a Super Ho She finally played me, but yo I'd find another Cause I got the crazy game and yo, I'm smooth like butter It's like Butter, it's like butter baby It's like Butter, it's like butter baby It's like Butter, it's like butter baby It's like Butter, it's like butter baby It's like Butter, it's like butter baby It's like Butter, like the butter baby Not no Parkay, not no margarine, Strickly butter baby, strictly butter baby I remember when girls were goodie two shoes but now they turned to freaks All of a sudden ("We love you Phife") Ease off ho, my name's Malik Phife this, Phife that, where you going, where you at These girls don't know me from jack, yet I feel like the Mack You didn't want me then, so yo hon, don't want me now Here, Here - take the towel, wipe off your brow And take the contact out your eye, you're far from looking fly You get an E for effort, and T for nice try Now tell me what's the reason, for dying your hair Slum village gold still dangling in your ear You barely have a neck but still sporting a rope Four-finger ring just so Phife can scope You looked in the mirror, didn't know what to do Yesterday your eyes were brown but today they are blue Your whole appearance is a lie and it could never be true And if you really liked yourself then you would try and be you If your hair and eyes were real, I wouldn't have dissed ya But since it was bought, I had to dismiss ya But if you can't achieve it, then why not try and weave it If you can't extend it then you might as well suspend it If you can't braid it, best thing to do is fade it I asked who did your hair and you tell me Diane made it If you were you and just you, talk to you, maybe But I can't stand, no bionic lady Trying hard to look fly, but yo, you're looking dumber If I wanted someone like you I would've swung with Jaime Sommers You wanna be treated right, see Father MC Or check Ralph Tresvant, for sensitivity Cause I am not the one, I got more game than Parker Brothers Phife Dog is on the mic and I'm smooth like butter

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Excursions - A Tribe Called Quest

@Suzanne

6,430

Back in the days when I was a teenager Before I had status and before I had a pager You could find the Abstract listening to hip hop My pops used to say, it reminded him of be-bop I said, well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin like Michael It's all expected, things are for the lookin If you got the money, Quest is for the bookin Come on everybody, let's get with the fly modes Still got room on the truck, load the back boom Listen to the rhyme, to get a mental picture Of this black man, through black woman victim Why do I say that, cuz I gotta speak the truth man Doing what we feel for the music is the proof and Planted on the ground, the act is so together Bonafide strong, you need leverage to sever The unit, yes, the unit, yes, the unit called the jazz is Deliberately cheered LP filled with street goods You can find it on the rack in your record store (store) If you get the record, then your thoughts are adored And appreciated, cause we're ever so glad we made it We work hard, so we gotta thank God Dishin out the plastic, do the dance till you're spastic If you dis... it gets drastic Listen to the rhymes, cuz its time to make gravy If it moves your booty, then shake, shake it baby All the way to Africa a.k.a. The Motherland (uh) Stick out the left, then I'll ask for the other hand That's the right hand, Black Man (man) Only if you are noted as my man (man) If I get the credit, then I'll think I deserve it If you fake moves, don't fix your mouth to word it Get in the zone of positivity, not negativity Cuz we gotta strive for longevity If you botch up, what's in that (ass) (what?) A pair of Nikes, size ten-and-a-half (come on, come on) We gotta make moves Never, ever, ever could we fake moves (come on, come on) "Time. time is a ship on a merciless sea Drifting toward an average of nothingness Until it can be retarded for it's own destiny TIME is an inanimate object Praying and praying and praying for? Time is DANCING, moving lingering all memories of past." We gotta be a winner all the time Can't fall prey to a hip hop crime With the dope raps and dope tracks for you for blocks From the fly girlies to the hardest of the rocks Musically the Quest, is on the rise We on these Excursions so you must realize That continually, I pop my Zulu If you don't like it, get off the Zulu tip So what can you do in the times which exist You can't fake moves on your brother or your sis But if your sis is a (bitch), brother is a jerk Leave 'em both alone and continue with your work Whatever it may be in today's society Everything is fair, at least that how it seems to me You must be honest and true to the next Don't be phony and expect one not to flex Especially if you rhyme, you have to live by the pen Your man is your man, then treat him like your friend All it is, is the code of the streets So listen to the knowledge bein dropped over beats Beats that are hard, beats that are funky It could get you hooked like a crackhead junkie What you gotta do to is know that the Tribe is in the sphere The Abstract Poet, prominent like Shakespeare Edgar Allan Poe, it don't stop (uh!) "Time is running out on black power Africans today And whites blacks and reporters at night Everytime you see them? with their tongues hangin out Time is running and past and passing and running Running and past and passing and running (excursions)"

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Skypager - A Tribe Called Quest

@Celeste

258

Do you know the importance of a skypager? Those who don't believe, see you're laid behind Got our skypagers on all the time Hurry up and get yours, 'cause I got mine Especially if you do shows, they come in fine If you're with a G, and you're sippin' wine Eatin' cacciatore with a twist of lime Gotta meet your lover at a quarter to nine Joint by base, then you get your high If you get your high, then mine is next The 'S' in skypager really stands for sex Beeper's goin' off like Don Trump gets checks Keep my bases loaded like the New York Mets At times, I miss the pager, so you don't get vex Havin' bad days like a voodoo hex Conceptually, a pager is so complex That I'll be standin' on the verge, ready to flex (Welcome, we-, we-, welcome to the new skypager) (We-, welcome to the new skypager) (Welcome to the new skypager, the new skypager) (Enter a telephone number or other numeric message) Uh, so funky Uh, so funky Uh, so funky Uh, so funky The batteries I use are called Duracell They last for three weeks, so they do me well Don't be goin' through no phases, my joint stays on 24/7, from dusk till dawn If you're in Costa Rica on a sunlit beach You greed for the Phifer, I can be reached A number of importance, I just put it on lock You leave code '69', that means you want some People tend to think that a pager's foul Well it kinda is, 'cause it makes me scowl But it really hurts when you're on the prowl Brothers know it hurts when you're on the prowl Grabbin' on my joint 'cause I'm an eager owl Get paged by a G or a business pal My shit is overflowin', they won't allow Another page, so I'll just end this now (Message sent. Thank you for calling skypager)

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Find a Way - A Tribe Called Quest

@Ioana

16,804

Now you caught my heart for the evenin' Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things Should I just sit out or come harder? You help me find my way Messin' me up, my whole head Teasin' me just like Tisha did Martin Now look at what you're startin' Schoolboy's crush, and it ain't on the hush The whole world see it, but you can't My peoples, they complain, sit and rave, and rant Your name is out my mouth like an ancient chant Got me like a dog as I pause and pant Speakin' of which, got a leash and I wish just to rock you, miss Make a militant move, peep my strategy End of the day, you're not mad at me Not dealin' with nobody, now that's what you told me I said, "Hey, yo, it's cool, we can just be friendly" 'Cause yo, picture me messin' it up Her mind not corrupt with the ill C cups, shit I'm on my J.O. Bullshittin', hopin' that the day goes slow Got me like a friend, what confuses me though Is kisses when we greet, tell me, what's the deal, yo? Now you caught my heart for the evenin' Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things Should I just sit out or come harder? Help me find my way Now you caught my heart for the evenin' Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things Should I just sit out or come harder? Help me find my way Now why you wanna go and do that, love, huh? Makin' things for me towards you harder Killin' me, just when I think we there You gassed the whole vibe, and the flow's in the air Tellin' me 'bout next man But next man ain't the nigga with the plan Who got your heart in mind? It's about time that you just unwind And let it just happen, make it front-free Just sweat me like Money Penny Diggin' you, gettin' inside of your stee It's the Quest that keepin' you company Forever, or however you want it, word-word Now wait a minute now before you get it to the curb Start to make affections, which is good, not the hurt But it, it-it ain't me, an' I, I ain't blurred I'ma still just chill with you Maybe this could change if you change your view If not then I guess it is cool Just to keep to yourself and abide by the rules, right Like that now, check it out now Check it in now, check it out now Check it out now, like that now Check it out now, check it out now (yeah, yeah) Check it out now, check it out now Work it out now, check it out now It's like that now, check it out now It's like that now, check it out What you say, what? What? Now you caught my heart for the evenin' Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things Should I just sit out or come harder? Help me find my way (now sing it, sing it) Now you caught my heart for the evenin' Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things Should I just sit out or come harder? Help me find my way (now talk it out, talk it) Now you caught my heart for the evenin' Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things Should I just sit out or come harder? Help me find my way (now talk it out right now) Now you caught my heart for the evenin' Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things Should I just sit out or come harder? Help me find my way Now you caught my heart for the evenin'

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Midnight - A Tribe Called Quest

@Bianka

949

Q-Tip: The night is my mind The sun'll still shine But the night is on my mind So parlay while I drop this rhyme See, Jake be gettin illy when the sun get dark They be comin out the heads, but shit don't let me start Their activities are plenty in nighttime(nighttime) For the ghetto child, it seems to be the right time See, kids be gettin stuck with jewels and fly gimmicks Shorty see the action and then start to mimic Runnin to the corner, the dice game is blazin Lookin at the loot, it seems so amazin Puts it short down, to be exact would bound He shakes the stones in his hand, then he lets it down(uh!) Scam money don't make none He threw a trip on the ace, now he's out son Hits the local bodega to woof down a hero Son is on a 'Midnight Run' like De Niro Spots the shorty rock standin on his block The thieves be handlin in the pumps, so he asked it it's not Conversation that he kicked to the shorty was a sly one Increased intensity, his dance sure was a fly one Took her to the crib there she ran her gibs About mind upliftment and bein positive He yawned and he sighed til 1: 05 Then he finally realized that hunny wasn't live At least he didn't plan on buildin for the evenin' Threw the Fila on the dome and said 'Come on yo, we leavin' Came out on the scene as he told her to beep him Saw his man Sam with the blunt in his hand (Aww Shhh...!)You know the transaction Brothas gettin lost in the weed satisfaction Comin down the block man loud as (fuck) You would swear Redman was inside the trunk As the night seemed darker, cops is on a hunt They interrupt ya cipher, and crush ya blunt See you left your work at home, so they pat you down for nuthin Why in the hell does 10-4 keep frontin? You push to the park, even though it's still dark The kid is nice on the hoop, he said 'I'll spot ya troop' The night is on my mind The sun'll still shine But now the night is on my mind, the night is on the mind The night is on your mind A yo, the sun'll still shine But now the night is on the mind As for me... I'm a nocturnal animal, God concentrates On a young black man, who makes the niggaz speak a shake The nighttime is busy, it's word to Aunt Kizzy It's the time we get down, yo son, you know the sound The flavas on the top with the rugged beat to back it The night makes the aura and the J can't hack it The way the moon dangles in the midnight sky And the stars dance around, a yo, I think it's fly Intensity, most rappers don't see it Spirit wise, musically, you gotta be it Serenity and sirens of the sounds and emotions In the concrete jungle and the sun don't bungle I think it's hard to find the words on how I feel I paid about a deuce twenty for the Ampex steel But let me slow down, I think I ran my gibs enough Peace out to the Nation, stay rugged and rough The night is on my mind, the sun'll still shine The night is on my mind, the night is on my mind The night is on my mind, yeah, the sun'll still shine But now, uh huh, the night is on my mind The night is on your mind, you know the sun'll still shine But now the night is on the mind, yeah, the night is on my mind The night is on the mind, a yo, the sun'll still shine But now the night is on the mind, yeah, the night is on the mind The night is on the mind, a yo, the sun'll still shine

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Jazz (We've Got) - A Tribe Called Quest

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