The name is Q-Tip, enterin through the middle
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from the left, dead all the jokes and the riddles
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Comin from the maximum gain, the octane
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that's on the radio it made me feel so low
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It seems we gotta, brighten, the damp prison
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I'm Nintendo 64 and you Mattel Intellivision
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Bustin from no mo' trey-eights, now papi weight
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This joint is like a Ruger, watch it roar like a cougar
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And we gotta, move on the dancefloor
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and work it out all night that's what you came here for
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Just chem', I fills it to the rim, your shine is lookin dim
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Daddy shine the light on him, ahem it's me
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Leader of the Starfleet Force
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Guaranteed to knock your joint off course, we took the loss?
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Damn right, sure as Tina made Ike
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We gonna put it in your noggin all night, and all day
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The Trilateral Commision we dissin
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Tellin citizens be straight, but like snakes they hissin
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I'll be damned if I let his song fall to the side
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Goin piggybackin shit, let's ride, c'mon
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I put it down, now what you gonna do (8X)
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Hey, now, what you gonna do, with yourself, hah? (4X)
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When you hear this, recognize you hear love
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MC nigga illin over b-boy dubs
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Riding through the shit like Tron
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Doesn't matter if you onboard, do you wanna get on?
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Cause if you do, watch all the moves that we make
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Gotta do the things right, ain't no time for mistake
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It's the hip-hop cat that can't, fuck with Jake
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Just because he wear a badge doesn't, mean he straight so
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what you wanna swallow it down or let's take it
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Disregard those who fake it, yo it doesn't matter
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about the realm, hip-hop is to the helm
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It's divine to hit the mind like slippery elms
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So put it down man, put it on down
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Put it down man, put it on down
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Put it down woman, put it on down
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Put it down man, put it on down
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Put it down man, whatchu gonna do
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Put it down woman, whatchu gonna do
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A-put it down man, whatchu gonna do
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Put it down woman, whatchu gonna do
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('Hey' repeats in background for a bit)
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Hey
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| A Tribe Called Quest |
