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[Q-TIP] As we start trudgin' Me and my brothas we be lookin' and be buggin' Vehicles of life they be rollin' and be mergin' Searchin' for the virgins of life They'll be shovin' out the door of that's crack The valley's of time, are always on my feet As least the beat will combine The calluses and corns with the funky bassline You don't need underdog for a nickel shoeshine or the shoes that's phat Well can I get a level on the bass and on the treble Footin' up and down like a UNLV Rebel The answer be amoungst us, well we rarely dig acoustics Can't be too much flackin', not too much packin' You must contain in that at least to dip your hip in rap Your feet will be infectious so at least realise the fact The rhythms are insertive and the nurse can be converted This ain't rock 'n' roll cos the rap is in control If your a megastar would you buy you a car? I'd rather go barefootin', for prints I will be puttin' All over the earth if we can get there first Now that we are in it, Footprints will be imprinted So if you recognise em', you can try to size em' They'll probably be the one's with the size now flyin' All over the field, you won't have to yield If you want protection you can hide behind the shield [Q-TIP] You can gain on the gallons if you really need to rock Look we walk while we talk as we stompin' through the block Hand in hand cross the land as Muhammad cross the fade It's a Tribe who meanders, precious like a jade It's a art, Theo arch rhymes the ground their placed upon The mind will unwind, it will soft to beyond Catch the track, track by track, get a map to track a trail You will find yourself behind for a map does not prevail See the levels peakin' as the rhythms keep a screechin' A Quest, oh yes a Quest, inside the jam I will keep preachin' The point, oh yes the point, because it's close but yet so far The loudiness is ringin' as we scoot across the star We are bulgin' I'm indulgin' in a rat-a-tat-tat Explanation for the liners that the rhythm is phat Keep it wild, wide and deep, you can dig it in a jeep But dig it in the ground because your foot print now [Q-TIP] If there's a storm that's brewin', it won't keep us from doin' our thing as we start swingin', travellin' is bringin' joy inside the domes as we hit the road to roam A chair is not a chair, a house is not a home Because my skin is brown, yo' I'm gonna' do the town Rub it in the face and rub my feet all through the place When you get your finger on the music it'll linga' Sing a song o' sixpence, sing it like a singa' A Nubian, a Nubian, a proud one at that Remember me the brotha' who said "Black is Black" You can come while we quest, I don't play, I don't just Get emotions off your chest, we are black, we the best Makin' moves, makin' motions, flowin' like an ocean The walkin' will continue, we know that we will bring you The times that you have waited, long anticipated Be gone but not for long because the feet will stay strong

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