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Baby Phife's Return (A Tribe Called Quest)




featuring Consequence

Phife:
The mad man Malik makes MCs run for Milk of Magnesia
Maybe that'll ease ya
Master of this microphone mackin, master as in great
I'll have your brain goin in circles as my style tends to ovulate
I'm makin moves, never movies, that's why y'all MCs lose me
Retrace, won't, so your stubborn like groupies
Kid, you know my flava, tear this whole jam apart
** around and have your heart, like Jordan had Starks
While you playin hokey pokey, there's no time to be dokey
Cuz I come out to play every night like Charles Oakley
Dissin around with wack rhymin
You lose your grip from chalk climbin
Let me take this time to say R.I.P. to Phyllis Hyman
Who never got the props that she damn well deserved
But see me, you don't wanna see me, cuz all MCs are gettin served
The nerve, for you to even step to the Phifer
I'll bumrush your set and crush your whole cypher
Reserve, a spot for me in hip hop's hall of fame
Cuz rappin ain't no game, big up your head and maintain
Yeah, Queens forever in this piece crushin any beef
Ain't nuthin sweet, the bakery's across the **in street
Phife Dawg, swingin it back and forth just like Aaliyah
Makin moves on your heart like that trick Tamia
No doubt about it, I love hip hop to death
But yo Tip, bring in the chorus cuz I'm losin my breath

Consequence:
A, yo, you know the deal when the diggy Dawg is on the scene
We got the fiend bumpin straight from the borough Queens
You know the deal when the diggy Dawg is on the scene
We got the fiend bumpin straight from the borough Queens
You know the deal when the diggy Dawg is on the scene
You know the deal, ha, you know the deal

Phife:
Big up pop Duke, that's where I caught my athleticism
My mama, no doubt, that's where I got my lyricism
My nana, that's where I got my spiritualism
As for Tip and Shah, they made me stop from smokin izm
Now, when I'm with some cheese, I be lettin off gism
Writin rhymes since Daddy Kane and Biz Mark was on Prism
I gotta brave heart like the one named Shirley Chisholm
As for my late twin, boy, I wish I was with him
Got the Lightro in the back talkin bout (come on, get him)
And when it comes to rhymes, no doubt, I flip em
Sucka MC in my path, hey main, I say we ship him
Money please, your rhymes are wack, say word, this geek is trippin
Just because my name is Phife, my man, I'm never slippin
I got the type of flave to have your**straight bitchin
For those who act cute, see I got them on mute
Have you walkin through your projects in your birthday suit
Cuz your style is off loot, so I played him like a flute
If youse a sucka MC, then it's you I rebuke
My style is, everday all day, similar to water
Crushin MCs as if my name was Sargent Slaughter
Keep shit hotter...than a sauna
Or better yet, the hormones on your Christian daughter
Hey, I tried to warn her
My sounds the type to kill, like the grill on Lauryn Hill
So all ya sucka MCs, y'all best go chill
Bout to go to Union Square so I can see my care bear
Singin good stuff in my ear, runnin fingers through my hair
Represent the Zulu Nation with illy rap creations
Just keep shit hotter than Death Row-Bad Boy confrontations
Chillin with Fudge Love because he represents the Haitians
Ya naw'mean

Word up
I just wanna big up everybody for supportin A Tribe Called Quest
Through the years
This be the fourth LP, you know what I'm sayin?
Tip, Shaheed and Phife, Beats, Rhymes and Life
Featuring my man, you know what I'm sayin, Consequence
192 is the area where we represent, for the ladies and gents, ha ha
You know what I'm sayin? Big up Shaheed Muhammad, that's my man
Christine, you know what I'm sayin, word life (fading out)
The Abstract Poetic, rockin this track
Bouncin it all over the place, in your face
You know what I'm sayin? My man Lightro...

Peace, Prosperity And Paper (A Tribe Called Quest)




Chorus:

All we want in this life
Is peace, prosperity and a little paper
Objects that seem greater
But I'm sure well over come when we illin on a drum
(repeat 2X)

Verse One: Q-Tip

We in a world that places heavy emphasis on money synthesis
Y'all can be my witnesses
That a fella fascination with money has grown
To the point that he will shit on his own
We got to have it y'all, its not a Spike Lee cinematic
A piece of paper makin niggaz get dramatic
But the money doesnt come automatic
Gotta motivate ourselves to go and grab it
We got to get it yall, in an orderly fashion
Some cats go about it with too much passion
We got to mediate our greedy levels
Cuz the lust of currency can have us sleepin with the devil
Gotta recognize it, realize the power
that this little ma-huckin piece of paper will devour
Man can be greater than the thing he creates
See, I'ma do my thing and see how much I can sc**
Yo I'd rather have respect than money, no doubt
But listen to me y'all, I want the mass amount
That the Sesame Street Dracula cant Count
So that I can give my people when that thing surmounts
To higher levels.. of being.. so when I'm MC-ing
I hope to see you there steady G-ing (say word)
But the only way we can truly reach that goal
Is finding true inner peace and prospering souls
It's like that

Chorus

Verse Two: Phife

Here comes your royal highness, one of Queens finest
Believe me, honest, you know you can't stop it
Come on son, never leave your mic round me
True MC for real ask my man Shaheed
Strictly focused on what Im in this rap game for
Not for fame and screwing every whore after whore
With all that AIDS stuff going round
Tell me how that sound
Rather hit the studio and hear some beats that pound
Now, dont get me wrong I love honeys galore
But see hip-hop's my bread butter
Cause that's what I get paid for
See this is what I wanted
Allah helped me to get it
And if the beat is wicked
You know Malik will rip it
From the bottom of my heart
Thats where the love starts
The love for breakdancing
My love for the art
And with this love I do hip-hop from the soul
A real MC, who never sweats how many copies are sold
Yeah I want to go gold, platinum, uh-huh etceteras
But why put out some wackness when no one will respect ya
Im staying true nuff respect to those that paved the way
From Bambaata down to Shah; that be my DJ
With out my peeps I dont know how the hell Id make it, word
Sometimes I feel that my career is headed for the curb
One love for the lendin hand and giving all your help
Believing in me when I didnt believe in my own self
The Abstract with whom Im always making rugged tunes
Kid Hood restin in heaven, I hope to see you soon
I keep things hot and this year they're even hotter
Big Mu and Shah, one day I'll take my shahada
Out


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Doaku (Akhil Hayy Rawa)

Bismillah Yaa Rahman Yaa Rahim Bismillah
Bismillah Yaa Fattahu Yaa Halim Bismillah
Yaa Allah Yaa Mannanu Yaa Karim Yaa Allah
Yaa Allah Yaa Mannanu Yaa Karim Yaa Allah
Bismillah
Bismillah
Bismillah..

Yaa Rob'bi sudilah pandang kami
Terangi jalan gelap ini
Jangan biarkan aku terus sendiri
Mencari, mendaki dan berduri

Yaa Rob'bi dengarlah do'aku Yaa Rob'bi
Hadirlah dalam kehidupan kematian kami
Cubaan, ujian kulalui
Yaa Allah Yaa Rahman Yaa Rahim

Yaa Rob'bi sudilah pandang kami
Terangi jalan gelap ini
Jangan biarkan aku terus sendiri
Mencari, mendaki dan berduri

Yaa Rob'bi dengarlah do'aku Yaa Rob'bi
Hadirlah dalam kehidupan kematian kami
Cubaan, ujian kulalui
Yaa Allah Yaa Rahman Yaa Rahim

We Dat Nice (Poor Righteous Teachers)




Verse 1
{Wise Intelligent}
Some of dem Cave dwellers
bomb mailers and gun sellers
the lie tellers cinderellas and Goodfellas.
The gun packers crack backers and loot stackers
? **s new world order ?? actors.
The globe holders the po**tion controllers
disease makers a.k.a. AIDS creators
The cremators doctors nurses and nigga haters.
That's out to get us after making us bullshitters
The sister hitters who knock um and don't stay wit em.
The human litter that whiteys about to get rid of.
The same niggas supplanted the very planet
with mathematics pure knowledge and understanding.
Global famine pursuit of the hidden manner star spangled banner
Slave traders and kidnappers.
We ain't just rappers
We changing some blacks situation
teaching this Nation the way to conquer damnation.
My occupation, to stimulate your elevation,
to motivate and navigate the revelation.
I shine the light that knowledge ignites
excite Blacks and Whites through the things that I write.
See, I could extend your days in a spectrum of rays
in a westerly direction God is worthy of praise.
Or I could capsize the planet deprive you of life, take flight,
make ice of any emcees you like.... I'm dat nice.

Chorus: (all sing)
Precise
Could turn the days into nights,
this mic like my life we elevate to great heights...
We dat nice. (2x)

{DJ Father Shah scratches:}
Take each verse home and think it through..
yo yo I hate to brag but damn I'm good! (2x)

Verse 2
{Wise Intelligent}
Well life is what you make it holler to the almighty
frighty Whitey never will learn to like me.
My state of being as the all eye seeing,seeing human beings
on the brink of extinct.
Mind vocalize though only prove to incline
one time in time I turn the water to wine.
Combine X and Y created physical Gods
no lie because I heard that if I did I would die?
????????????full of ????? politricks and 10%ers
who know the truth but hold it back from the youth.
There's proof that Jesus Christ was a so called spook.
Revelations Chapter One 13 and 16 "wool hair" "bronze skin"
Jesus was blacker than me.
I'll prove and I claim that the truth has been changed
for the lies and the white supremacy to remain.
That chain on your brain makes it hard to maintain.
Colin Ferguson burst on them, hollow points spurtin' dem.
I shine the light that knowledge ignites
excite Blacks and Whites through the things that I write.
See, I could extend your days in a spectrum of rays
in a westerly direction God is worthy of praise.
Or I could capsize the planet deprive you of life, take flight,
make ice of any emcees you like.... I'm dat nice.

Chorus: (all sing)
Precise
Could turn the days into nights,
this Mic like my life we elevate to great heights...
We dat nice. (2x)

{DJ Father Shah scratches:}
Take each verse home and think it through..
yo yo I hate to brag but Damn I'm good! (2x)

Verse 3
{Wise Intelligent}
Perfection!
forever living giving tongues to the dumb G is for God.
Where the gangsta come from?
Wisdom words in action making knowledge for real.
Witness the days when brothers have to kill or be killed.
Gods will will be done the kingdom will come
the Gods seed keep perfecting the Sun.
The Wise one aint done.
Six **tillion tons Earth
I levitate hold the universe and press weight.
I hear debate come look God in the face.
Place your empty thoughts with the limited waste.
Erase your earthly**at the speed
1-1-2-0 per second but still you act slow.
There go some negro
confiscatin' my flow. Ditto.
This information take it home and make a plus lesson.
I shine the light that knowledge ignites
excite Blacks and Whites through the things that I write.
See, I could extend your days in a spectrum of rays
in a westerly direction God is worthy of praise.
Or I could capsize the planet deprive you of life, take flight,
make ice of any emcees you like.... I'm dat nice.

Chorus: (all sing)
Precise
Could turn the days into nights,
this Mic like my life we elevate to great heights......
We dat nice. (2x)

{DJ Father Shah scratches:}
Take each verse home and think it through..
yo yo I hate to brag but Damn I'm good! (2x)

Doaku (Haddad Alwi)

Bismillah Yaa Rahmaanu yaa Rahim Bismillah
Bismillah Yaa Fattahu Yaa halim Bismillah
Yaa Allah Yaa mannaanu Yaa karim Yaa Allah
Yaa Allah Yaa mannaanu Yaa karim Yaa Allah
Bismillah, Bismillah, Bismillah

Yaa Robbiy sudilah pandang kami
Terangi jalan gelap ini
Jangan biarkan aku terus sendiri
Mencari mendaki dan berduri

Yaa Robbiy dengarlah doaku ya Robbiy
Hadirlah dalam kehidupan kematian kami
Coba dan uji kan kulalui
Ya Allah, Ya Rahman, Ya Rokhim

Allah Cinta (Opick)

Allah cinta pada orang berzikir
Allah cinta pada orang berfikir
Allah cinta pada orang yang taat
Allah cinta pada orang bertaubat

Allah cinta pada orang yang jujur
Allah cinta pada orang bersyukur
Allah cinta pada orang dermawan
Allah cinta pada orang yang sabar

hidup di dunia hanyalah sebentar
setiap perbuatan kan mendapat balasan
hidup di dunia hanyalah sejenak
setiap pertaubatan kan mendapat ampunan

Allah ya Allah
Allah ya Rahman
Allah ya Allah
Allah ya Rahim

Ham N' Eggs (A Tribe Called Quest)




chorus:
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
A yo, Phife do you eat em? No, Tip do you eat em?
Uh huh, not at all(again)
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Jarobi, do you eat em? Nope, Shah, do you eat em? (Nope)
Not at all

Q-Tip and Phife(trading lines):
A tisket, a tasket, what's in mama's basket?
Some veggie links and some fish that stinks
Why, just the other day, I went to Grandma's house
Smelled like she conjured up a mouse
Eggs was fryin, ham was smellin
In ten minutes, she started yellin (come and get it)
And the gettin's were good
I said, I shouldn't eat, she said, I think you should
But I can't, I'm plagued by vegetarians
No cats and dogs, I'm not a veterinarian
Strictly collard greens and a occasional steak
Goes on my plate
Asparagus tips look yummy, yummy, yummy
Candied yams inside my tummy
A collage of good eats, some snacks or nice treats
Apple sauce and some nice red beets
This is what we snack on when we're Questin'
(both: No second guessin)

chorus:
(Q-Tip: bridge)

Phife:
Now drop the beat, so I can talk about my favorite tastings
The food that is the everlasting, see I'm not fasting
I'm gobbling, like a dog on turkey
Beef jerky, slim jims, I eat sometimes
I like lemons and limes
And if not that, take it the road see and the salad sopped
Sit back, relax, listen to some hip hop

Q-Tip:
Gum drops and gummy bears tease my eyes
A sight for sore ones and some bore pies
And other goodies that are filled with goop
With fried apple roots
Delectable delights, control my appetites
Mine is for me, right, but I know what I like
Chicken for lunch, chicken for my dinner
Chicken, chicken, chicken, I'm a finger lickin winner
When breakfast time comes, I don't recognize
Pig in the pan or a pair of bogey chides
Mixed with stewed tomatoes, home fried potatoes
Or anything with flair, cook it, I'm in there
Pay attention to the Tribe as we impose
This is how it goes

I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
A yo, Phife do you eat em? Nah, Tip do you eat em?
Uh huh, not at all(come again, y'all)
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Jarobi, do you eat em? Nope, Shah, do you eat em?
Nope, not at all
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Afrika do you eat em? No, Pos, do you eat em?
Hell yeah, all the time
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Phife, do you eat em? Nah, Tip, do you eat em?
Uh huh, not at all
Jarobi, do you eat em? Nope, Shah, do you eat em?
Nope, not at all
I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol
Afrika, do you eat em? No, Gary, do you eat em?
Yeah, all the time (laughing)


We've Got A Bigger Problem Now (Dead Kennedys)

I am Emperor Ronald Regan
Born again with fascit cravings
Still, you make me president

Human rights will soon go 'way
I am now your Shah today
Now I command all of you
Now your gonna pray in school
I'll make sure they're christian too

Chorus
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California

Ku Klux Klan will control you
Still you think it's natural
Nigger knockin for the master race
Still you wear a happy face

Chorus

Welcome to 1984
Are you ready for the Third World War?!?
You too will meet the secret police
They'll draft you and they'll jail your niece

You'll go quietly to boot camp
They'll shoot you dead, make you a man
Don't worry, it's for a cause
Feeding global corporations' claws

Die on a brand new poison gas
El Salvador or Afghanistan
Making money for President Regan
And all the friends of President Regan

Chorus

Consume Me (DC Talk)

[Oh, shah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah]
[Nah nah, nah, nah nah, nah]
[Shah dah dop dop dop dee dah]
[Nah nah, nah, nah nah, nah]

Lovely traces
I can sense You in everything
The way that You move me
Takes me far away
I seek no escape
I'm dreaming through Your eyes
I am wandering through Your mind
I'm overtaken by the way that You deliver me
I'm transcended
There's no place I'd rather be
Than here in Heaven
Without You I'm incomplete
It's hopeless

(chorus)
You consume me, You consume me
Like a burning flame running through my veins
You consume me moving through me
Anytime, anyplace You invade my space
You consume me, You consume me

Wholly devoted
I immerse myself in You
Baptize me in Your love
Cause drowning in the thought of You
Floods my soul
I'm taken by the things You do
God, You know
It doesn't matter what I lose
I'm Yours

(repeat chorus)

(bridge)
I am in Your hands
Under Your command
Like a puppet on a string
[Lord you know]
I am willing to
Put my faith in You
So before the world I sing
[Consume me]

You consume me, You consume me
Burning flame, through my veins
You consume me moving through me
Anytime, anyplace You invade my space
You consume me [oh, you know that I surrender]
I am consumed, I'm consumed with You

There's no other way I can fly
It's You and I, You and I
There's no other way I can fly
It's You and I, You and I

Aku Benci (KRU)

Aku benci hipokrasi... kata ikhlas dari hati
Aku benci bangun pagi... tidur lewat tengok TV
Aku benci chat IRC... semua tipu identiti **ualiti
Benci tunggu teksi... tempat dekat tak nak pergi

Aku benci cetak rompak... hasil kerja kena ciplak
Aku benci rasa ngilu... cakar papan hitam dengan kuku
Aku benci kena saman... silap sedikit habis gaji sebulan
Benci minum kopi... banyak kafein boleh mati

Ada-ada saja yang tidak ku suka
Semua sama dua kali lima

Benci... benci bangun dari mimpi
Wang berjuta-juta mimpi jadi kaya
Aku benci terjaga tengah malam buta
Dan tak boleh lena esok hari kerja

Aku benci, benci, benci makan gaji
Tak henti-henti dimarah dan dimaki
Kerja separuh mati, hidup asyik dibuli
Bagaikan kuli dikerah sana-sini

Aku benci diskriminasi... pilih kasih ikut hati
Aku benci paparazzi... sibuk cari publisiti
Aku bencikan Shah Rukh Khan... lakonnya gimik, suaranya mimik
Benci lagu ini... banyak sangat yang dibenci

Ada-ada saja yang tidak kusuka
Semua sama dua kali lima

Aku benci menyanyi
Aku benci yang terjadi hari ini dan esok hari


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