chorus:
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We can get down
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We can, we can get down(both lines 4X)
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Ah, it's like that man, it's like that (yes!)
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It's like that man, it's like that (yes!) (2X)
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It's like that man, it's like that
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(Rakim from "My Melody":"Why waste time on the microphone")
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Check it
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Phife:
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I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
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If you don't know me by now, you'll never know
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Steppin on my critics, beatin on my foes
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The plan is to stay focused, only then I can go
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Straight from the heart, I represent hip hop
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I be three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop
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Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top
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Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closin the shop
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Crushin competition like your tires on grapes
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My rhymes styles be blendin like a Ron G tape
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My man where ya goin? You can't escape
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When the Tribe is in the house, that means nobody is safe
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How can a reverend preach, when a rev can't define
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The music of our youth from 1979
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We rap about what we see, meaning reality
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>From people bustin caps and like Mandela bein free
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Not every MC be with the negativity
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We have a slew of rappers pushin positivity
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Hip hop will never die yo, it's all about the rap
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So Marion Barry smokin crack, let's preach about that
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The trash you talk won't matter, that old bogus chatter
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The more that you condemn us, it only makes us phatter
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When I talk, I know I'm talkin for you poppers all around
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You know you love the sound, we gets down
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chorus:
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Q-Tip:
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I'm the cherry on the top of yo ice cream
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I'm the wish you thought inside your dream
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Listen to the way we pulsate the jam
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I'm the nigga here with the mic in hand
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Styles that we present are just a few
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To do away with you and your hum drum crew
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This is '93 and the shit is real
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Black people unite and put down your steel
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Ladies make a forum on your sexual drive
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Devoted to your lover and make it thrive
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The riff was of F, I'm a hip hop body
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Release the energy like the force of a shotty
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Standin on the wall with my Polo on
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Talkin to the girl with the Liz Claiborne
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Keep the poetry in my black knapsack
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Got my Timbo horse and my Doublemint pack
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Hit the city streets to enhance my soul
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I can kick a rhyme over ill drum rolls
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With a kick, snare, kicks and high hat
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Skilled in the trade of that old boom bap
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I can do a trick with the opposite breed
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I used to down 40s and smoke grain weed
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Now, I'm doin shows with half loot down
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Now it's time for me to take ya uptown
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It's like that man, it's like that (yes!) (7X)
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It's like this, Shaheed!
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Shaheed:(scratching)(until end)
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Rakim: "Why waste time on the microphone"
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We Can Get Down
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| A Tribe Called Quest |
