push it along

tribe called quest, a

q-tip is my title. i don't think that is vital for me to be your idol

but dig this recital. if you can't envision a brother who ain't dissin'

slingin' this and that

'cause this and that was missin'. instead

it's been injected

the tribe has been perfected. oh yes

it's been selected

the art makes it protected. afrocentric livin'

africans be givin'

a lot to the cause 'cause the cause has been risen. some brothers

they be flammin'

thinkin' we ain't slammin

comin' off like the days where we used to wear the tans and

a blue-colllar talker

a hemisphere stalker

a glass of o.j and a ten mile walk-a. if you're in a jeep and you dig what you're hearin'

can i get a beep and a side order of cheerin'?

i am what i am

that's a tribal man. we all know the colours

we all must stand. as we start our travels

things they will unravel. que sera sera"