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Rap Promoter - A Tribe Called Quest

Rap Promoter

The Low End Theory
Hip-Hop hip hop rap Jazz Hop 90s

A Tribe Called Quest is a hip-hop group formed in Queens, New York City in 1985. The group was composed of Q-Tip, Phife Dawg, and DJ Ali Shaheed Muhammad. A fourth member, Jarobi White, was an intermittent collaborator appearing on their first album, but he left the group soon after, although he is mentioned as a 'sometimes' member on their third album liner notes. Along with De La Soul and Jungle Brothers, the group was a central part of the Native Tongues Posse Show more ...

Rap Promoter - A Tribe Called Quest

Its a fly love song

To the effect of nothing, effective fronting
Is what I don't allow so let me tell you something
I am a bon-a-fide
Not too modest and not a lot of pride
Soon to have a ride and a home to reside
If my momma is sick I'm by her beside
Used to watch the show on channel 4 called riptide
Wash my wears in-tide cause its too damn cold
Out-tide, that's how the runnings go
If there aint no dough then there aint no show
So take your roly poly fat promoter (ass)
To the chemical bank, and get my cash
If you wanna see the people scream and laugh
You best quest you ask the quest you ask real fast
Cause I don't wanna see em, start buckin
Throwin chairs in the air while you be duckin
What what? Don't step to me with that
If you promotin the show make sure it aint wack
Or else I'm leaving (let me tell you)
I'm leaving (*cut and scratched* let me tell you)
I'm leaving (*cut and scratched* let me tell you)
Your wack show

{q-tip} yo man whassup with that?
{phife} yo don't sweat me...
... Cmon, five hundred, that was the deal
{q-tip} cmon man, don't try to play me out
{phife} we don't need you, sorry!!!
{q-tip} you know you need me
*drum roll*

And the abstract rapper says

I want chicken, and orange juice, ? Dat sauce on my rider?
And my occasional potato by oreida
Don't forget my pastry make sure theyre tasty
I'm not the type to be pushy or hasty
See I'm the type of bro that's reared in the ghetto
Took a few shorts before
Now the only ones I take are the ones that I wear
Aint takin no shorts no more, now
Please act proper fore I call the crimestoppers
Don't dip on the dough, cause that's a no-no
Make sure you count your money real slow
Be alert, look alive, and act like ya know
Its, the 90s, time to make moves
Not, the 80s, do away withcha womb
So what? You got a crew
I got one too, theyre called the brooklyn zoo
Don't break fool, lets be reserved and cool
We don't have to act like we in grade school
Just make sure that were taken care of
And well do a fly show for ya bub, check it out
Diggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-a-diddy
Diggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-a-diddy
Diggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-a-diddy
Diggi-dang-diggi-dang, di-dang-ga-dang-diggy-diggy