Youthful Expression
(专辑: People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm - 1990)
[Q-Tip:] The
taste of nuthin, this does somethin Moms that knows that, says I'm frontin Call me Smiley, cuz I'm wiley Livin life like the
life of Riley Smokin blunts with a
boy named Bud We cough up your lungs, cough up your cud Put out fires, with a
40, ounce of water You know you oughta Dance to this, your girl you kiss I
like fried foods, especially fish Afrocentric, I'm electric Socialistic and eccentric Body's healthy, mind is wealthy Thoughts, they flow, that will prepare me To be a
Native, get creative Original and designative Listen to the
line that's playin Listen hard to what Q's sayin Politicians are magicians Make your vote, they hope your wishin Ambiguous words, senseless verbs They all amount to crap that's heard Violent hip hop, money flip flops Promoters won't book, but it still rocks I'm a
Zulu, yes, a
true blue Red Alert is with the
poo-poo Ozone layer, loses flava Here's the
edge that you will savor [Jarobi:] The
economy...politics...police...everything Except for the
youth But the
youth about to come back [Q-Tip(voice distorted):] Alright, here they come Uh oh, uh oh, uh! [Q-Tip:] With expressions and I'm guessin 19 years is a
youthful lesson Fallin skies babe, open eyes babe Can't you see what lays inside babe Makin mentions on this tension Rhythmic lovin, my profession Hips, they gyrate, scripts I
narrate No banana, I
ain't a
primate Ain't no soul glo, just an afro The
head is bred to let the
thoughts grow Quest together, to lands of never Sleet and snow and storms can't sever Tribe is growin, never know when For this time, six necks may show in Dialogues have been accepted Negatives have been rejected That's the
music, negro music Is here for all, so you must choose it Phonies fondle, watch it throttle 3-6-5 straight out the
bottle Bustin caps, finger snaps I
prefer the
second for ghetto tracks Phife, Jarobi, Ali told me Get the
force like Wan Kenobi Force his teachin, beats are screechin Poly plateaus, we aim for reachin Tribalization, freaks the
nation A
mass of peers in celebration Hopes been real high, since the
knee high Days of youth, feelin good and real spry Avid combos, hear those bongos Boom cacka boom, that's how they go We ain't nomads, but we real glad Hip hop slams through the
nineties, no fad As a
rhythm, have been given Hurry up, become, we breakin out, out [Shaheed:] With a
rhythmic instinction to be able to travel Beyond existing forces of life Basically, that Tribal And if you wanna get the
rhythm Then you have to join a
Tribe Word, peac