|
intro(fading in): Drifting, drifting, drifting, drifting, drifting,
|
drifting, drifting, drifting, drifting by, totally. Drifting
|
by(just)totally. Drifting by(just)totally
|
|
Q-Tip:
|
The deadly venom, let me start from the beginning
|
We always hittin, so yo, there'll be no extra innings
|
As I send the mic out the park like Reggie Jackson
|
You be the minor leaguer who sees no action
|
The coming attraction(what!)
|
The main feature
|
And I'ma greet ya, like a rhymin ass creature
|
Lurking all up in the dark, unknown parts
|
The brotha well prepared is the brotha who will start
|
And that's me Akki, as long as the ladies move they bodies
|
We'll have a four-on-two stand
|
Cuz that happens to be the nature of man
|
Sexuality, it is the format baby
|
Ain't no ifs, no buts, no ands, or maybes
|
But I praise Lord in the worlds that's unseen
|
Respect me for that and let me do my thing(just)
|
I said, respect me for that and let me do my thing
|
|
Chorus:
|
(Drifting by)You know we gotta get a hold
|
(totally) Over the illest drum rolls
|
(totally drifting by just...)
|
|
Yo, how you doin? Let me give you an intro
|
My name's the Abstract, now let me give you some info
|
Got the diamond in the back, and the sunroof shit
|
That makes the hardcore MCs resort to being bitch
|
And I don't give a shit about being wild rich
|
Just make me comfortable and I'll deal with it
|
Your lust for the riches make a nigga feel sick
|
Down to his zealots, upchuck and then spit
|
Denouncin my beliefs, well then your wig get split
|
Lay your ego on the ground so that you'll benefit
|
You can take these words and relay it to your click
|
Take some time for your mind and get off them head trips
|
The Tribe is the crew that makes your mics get lit
|
Like the Fourth of July on some firework shit
|
My record company be on some true jerk shit
|
But that's i-ight. Now, I'm on some true work shit
|
And I'ma make it happen for my whole outfit
|
|
Chorus:
|
(Drifting by)You know we got to get control
|
(totally)Over the illest drum rolls
|
(totally drifting by just...)Third verse
|
|
A-yo, we just gettin started
|
Got to redirect this vision
|
Got the beauty of a flower
|
Plus dimensions like a prism
|
Your minds are locked down like prison
|
Y'all really need to go lay down
|
Cuz positivity has risen
|
We hittin
|
Yo bust how we too strong to be broken
|
Occasional malfunction pressure time
|
We ain't jokin
|
For security we on this run like Logan
|
Kamaal's doin the hustle
|
And you backstage voguin
|
We all got flaws
|
Don't ever try to think that you perfect
|
We all are human beings
|
There's bullshit at the surface
|
Sometimes, I mean we rhyme
|
Damn, we ain't prophets
|
And if you think so, you need to stop it
|
So jump back inside your shell
|
Let your million dollar thoughts propel
|
But next man don't get jel
|
Playa hate that all carries weight
|
That we don't need
|
We slim with disabilities and
|
Thick with possibilities
|
Cuz then you can't move with fertility
|
Navigatin with good visibility
|
We put these tunes out in record shop facilities
|
Let's strive to get this constant money activity
|
We try to stay on the scene like Fidel
|
So if you get enraged with these names it still rebels
|
There ain't no plan B's
|
Yo watch, we movin through with plan A
|
Money market doin things the right way
|
|
Chorus:
|
(Totally)You know we got to get control
|
(Drifting by, just)Over the illest drum roll
|
(Totally drifting by just...)(x3)
|
(Totally just(x2), Drifting by(x2) in background)
|
Yo bust it out section, section.
|
Section Linden Boulevard
|
Section on Merrick
|
Section the whole Jamaica
|
Section on Flushing
|
Section in Bed-Stiduy
|
|
|
-----------------
|
get a hold
|
| a tribe called quest |
