A Tribe Called Quest Follow

Somethin' for your earhole, so you could clean them shits out
It seems that some don't understand, what I'm talkin' about
How you get West Coast nigga from West Coast hater?
I could never, dis a whole coast, my time is too greater, true
Yeah, we from the East, the land of originators
You also from the West, the land of innovators

The only difference of the two is the style of the rap
Plus the musical track, this beef shit is so wack
Let me let y'all brothas know, I ain't no West Coast disser, what?
Another thing I'm not is a damn ass kisser
So listen to my words as I set things straight
I ain't got no beef, so don't come in my face

So, keep it movin', yeah to the K.I.M.
Keep it movin', yeah, yeah to the K.I.M.
I ain't got no time for chuckin' and jivin'
Keep it movin', yeah, yeah
Keep it movin', yeah, yeah to the K.I.M.
Keep it movin', yeah, yeah to the K.I.M.
I ain't got no time for chuckin' and jivin'

Hip-hop could never be a way of life
It doesn't tell you how to raise a child or treat a wife
I verbalize over rhyme friendly that puts a listener in a frenzy
So pop me in your Benzi
Dig it, get wit it or get your melon splitted
If you ever try to combat, Sir Walter moves the king

We got the illy team that doesn't even sweat the gleam
Or glamor, we'll figure for your ass like Greg the Hammer
Man, we rockin' joints like The Who or Santana
Keep jams packed and hotter than Havana
Positivity is the key in the lock
Put your hand on it, turn it to the right, ak

We doin' daredevil dandies on these mics
Peace out to the whole Hiero who's puffin' on the hydro

Since the days of rockin' hilos we keepin' things on pyro
Fire, as we move with zeal and desire
Now, the hip-hop plan, hope you complier
Son, we havin' tunnel vision but my sight is real, real broad

'Cuz I can't afford to miss that call
Makin' moves, not movies, as we get on the ball
And we keepin' things covered like a female shawl
When I watch hockey, yo, I just look for the brawl
Quest, Quest and you know we signin' out y'all

Keep it movin', yeah to the K.I.M.
Keep it movin', yeah, yeah to the K.I.M.
I ain't got no time for chuckin' and jivin'
Keep it movin', yeah, yeah
Keep it movin', yeah, yeah to the K.I.M.
Keep it movin', through that to the K.I.M.
I ain't got no time for chuckin' and jivin'

The Pharcyde, you know we do it up, you know we do it up
The Hiero, you know we do it up
Yeah, yeah, you know we do it up
Yeah, to the Mobb Deep to The Infamous we do it up
Yeah, yeah, you know we do it up
To my peoples Know Naim, yeah, you know we do it up
You know we do it up

To my man DJ Quik, you know we do it up, a do, a do, it up
To my man Biz Mark, yeah, yeah, you know we do it up
You know we do it up
To my man Ike Love, love, you know we do it up
Yeah, yeah, you know we do it up
And my man Extra P P you know we do it up, u-u-up, I can't forget
Dr. Dre, you know we do it up, Mc.Eiht, you know we do it up
Shelly Mae, you know we do it up, Muhammad, you know we do it up
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Somethin' for your earhole, so you could clean them shits out
It seems that some don't understand, what I'm talkin' about
How you get West Coast nigga from West Coast hater?