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The Chase, Part II

The Chase, Part II

A Tribe Called QuestYouTube

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I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

Dem cyan't touch we, no, dem cyan't touch we

Dem cyan't hold we, no, dem cyan't hold we

Dem cyan't touch we, no, dem cyan't touch we

Dem cyan't hold we, no, dem cyan't hold we

(Damn Phife, you got fat)

Yeah, I know it looks pathetic

Ali Shaheed Muhammad got me doing calisthenics

Needless to say boy I'm bad to the bone

Making love to my mic like Jarobi on the phone

But um, no time for jokes, there's bills to be paid

Hoes to be laid, punks to be sprayed

Chumps to attack, so my man watch your back

'93 means skills are a must, so never lack

Sit back and learn, come now watch the birdie

Your styles are incomplete, same as Vinny Testaverde

Battling, whenever, hot Damn

Give me the microphone bwoy, one time, bam!

Keep it on the cooler cos here come the heat

Lyrically in space, the jazz will pace the beat

As we proceed to elevate you we in 4/4

Run and tell your dad the Abstract's the bad

As we proceed to move your hind parts we know as ass

Poets got the gimmicks, but they lack the sassafras

To make the average hardrocker, cock the Glock

And roam the city streets on the jury, they hot

I be ingredients, like sugar in candy

If your life is broke, girl I'll be the handy-dandy

That can mend you, my fee is a shower

For you, I scrub the back and I floss the butt crack

Make you shiny, spiffy in a jiff

Fucking with the Ab, you got the greatest of gifts

Ayo, my mic is sounding bugged, Bob Power, you there? (Yeah)

Adjust the bass and treble make my shit sound clear

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

Move back yourself man, come watch me drop it

For sure me a go do it, for sure me a go rock it

Me nuh deal with no changaram, bangaram business

I got soul on the end, like Jehovah's got the witness

Musically, the three, poetically we be

The enchantment on the airwaves, kids just fade

Obey the MCs, cos the MCs say

We flipping on niggas like we Super Dave

But noticing my stature, y'all niggas know we gotcha

Moving to the rapture, listen how we catch ya

Moving with the grace, here we go, let's begin

Making people jump out their goddamn skin

Lyrically, we bite like we Rin Tin Tin

Peace to Grand Pu and his many, many skins

Don't mark us for the "L" cos you know we get the wins

It's the Ab, Shaheed, and the Dawg for the blend

And I wanna say peace to my man Bob P, my man Jerod

And Skeff Anslem on the help out and we out like shout

Nine-trey, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I don't wanna say nine-trey

Cause my man Extra P said don't say the years

So, it's for eternity, know what I'm saying?

Rock rock on, everybody in Queens, rock rock on

Everybody in Brooklyn, rock rock on

Money Earnin' Mt. Vernon, rock rock on

Everybody in Jersey, rock rock on

Everybody in Philly rock rock on

Everybody in Houston, rock rock on

Everybody LA, rock rock on

Everybody in The Sand, rock rock on

Everybody in Egypt, rock rock on

Everybody Nigeria, rock rock on

Everybody in London, rock rock on

Everybody in Sweden, rock rock on

Everybody everywhere, rock rock on

To the niggas on the famous, rock rock on

Everybody no name, rock rock on

To the kids at Nu-Clear, rock rock on

To the The Cave rock rock on

McDonald's, rock rock on

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