A TRIBE CALLED QUEST – AWARD TOUR

Lyrics

[Chorus: Dove - De La Soul]
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
New York, NJ, N.C., VA
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Oaktown, L.A., San Fran, St. John
[Q-Tip]
People give your ears so I be sublime
It's enjoyable to know you and the concubine
Niggaz, take off your coats ladies, act liike gems
Sit down, Indian style, as we recite these hymns
See, lyrically I'm Mario Andretti on the mo-mo
Ludicrously speedy, or infectious with the slow-mo
Heard me in the eighties, J Beez on the promo
On my never endin quest to get the paper on the caper
But now, let me take it to the Queens side
I'm takin it to Brooklyn side
All the residential Questers to invade the way
Hold up a second son, cuz we almost there
You can be a black man and lose all your soul
You can be white and blue but don't crap the roll
See my shit is universal, if you got knowledge and dolo
Of delf for self, see there's no one else
Who can drop it on the angle, acute at that
So, do that, do that, do do that that that(come on)
Do that, do that, do do that that that(OK)
Do that, do that, do do that that that
I'm buggin out, so let me get back cuz I'm wettin niggaz
So run and tell the others cuz we are the brothas
I learned how to build mics in my workshop class
So give me this award, and let's not make it the last
[Chorus: Dove]
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas
[Phife]
Back in '89, I simply slid into place
Buddy, buddy, buddy all up in your face
A lot of kids was bustin rhymes but they had no taste
Some said Quest was wack, but now is that the case
I have a quest to have the mic in my hand
Without that, it's like Kryptonite and Superman
So Shaheed come in with the sugar cuts
Phife Dawg's my name, but on stage, call me Dynomutt
When was the last time you heard the Phifer sloppy
Lyrics anonymous, you'll never hear me copy
Top notch baby, never comin less
Sky's the limit, you gots to believe up in Quest
Sit back , relax, get up out the path
If not that, here's the dancefloor, come move that ass
Non-believers, you can the steps
I roll with Shaheed and the brotha Abstract
Niggaz know the time when the Quest is in the jam
I never let a statue tell me how nice I am
Comin with more hits than the Braves and the Yankees
Livin mad phat like an over sized Bam-bi
The wackest crews try to dis, it makes me laugh
When my track record's longer than a DC-20 aircraft
So, next time that you think you want somethin here
Make somethin deffer, take that garbage to St. Elsewhere
[Chorus: Dove]
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
S.C., Maryland, New Orleans, Motown
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand
New York, NJ, N.C., VA

Paroles (Traduction)

[Narrateur : Dove - De La Soul]
Nous sommes en tournée des récompenses avec Muhammad, mon gars
Allant dans chaque endroit avec le micro dans leur main
New York, NJ, N.C., VA
Nous sommes en tournée des récompenses avec Muhammad, mon gars
Allant dans chaque endroit avec le micro dans leur main
Oaktown, L.A., San Francisco, St. John
[Q-Tip]
Les gens prêtez vos oreilles pour que je sois sublime
C'est agréable de vous connaître ainsi que la concubine
Négros, enlevez vos manteaux dames, agissez comme des joyaux
Asseyez-vous, en tailleur, pendant que nous récitons ces hymnes
Voyez, lyriquement je suis Mario Andretti sur le mo-mo
Ridiculement rapide, ou contagieux avec le ralenti
On m'a entendu dans les années quatre-vingts, J Beez en promo
Dans ma quête sans fin de gagner de l'argent dans l'escapade
Mais maintenant, laissez-moi vous emmener du côté de Queens
Je l'emmène du côté de Brooklyn
Tous les Questers résidentiels envahissent le chemin
Attends une seconde fils, car nous y sommes presque
Tu peux être un homme noir et perdre toute ton âme
Tu peux être blanc et bleu mais ne gâche pas le rouleau
Voyez, ma merde est universelle, si tu as de la connaissance et du dolo
De la sagesse pour soi, vois qu'il n'y a personne d'autre
Qui peut le lâcher sur l'angle, aigu à cela
Alors, fais ça, fais ça, fais ça, fais ça (allez)
Fais ça, fais ça, fais ça, fais ça (OK)
Fais ça, fais ça, fais ça, fais ça
Je délire, alors laissez-moi revenir parce que je mouille les négros
Alors cours le dire aux autres parce que nous sommes les frères
J'ai appris à construire des micros dans mon cours d'atelier
Alors donnez-moi ce prix, et

Thématique La tournée

Style Hip-hop

Keywords Rap, Tournée

Entités normées A Tribe Called Quest, Ali Shaheed Muhammad, De La Soul, Phife Dawg, Q-Tip