God Lives Through - A Tribe Called Quest

Letra de God Lives Through, canción donde A Tribe Called Quest interpreta uno de los temas que más suenan en el albúm Midnight Marauders. Si te gusta la buena musica y te apasiona conocer letras de canciones de A Tribe Called Quest no te pierdas este single llamado God Lives Through, no querras parar de escucharlo.

Letra God Lives Through - A Tribe Called Quest

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"Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes (16X)
(Phife Dawg) There's a million MC's that
claim they want some But see, I create
sounds that make your ears go numb Peace
to Sayers Ave., yeah you know how we go
My best friend Steven at the Home Depot
Lowerton is in the house, I can't forget
Southside Walk past MC's like that girl
did the Pharcyde I'm labeled as the
cat's meow, the MC with the know-how Act
like you know, not now, but right now
Beast of the East, on MC's I have a
feast I'd eat that ass like quiche,
crack a smile like Shanice Straight out
Jamaica scene, Jamaica, Queens But you
could find me out in Georgia, or
anywhere in between Now if my partners
don't look good, Malik won't look good
If Malik don't look good, the Quest
won't look good If the Quest don't look
good, then Queens won't look good But
since the sounds are universal, New York
won't look good Picture Phife losin a
battle, come on, get off it Put down the
microphone son, surrender forfeit Did I
hear somethin bout a crew? What they
wanna do? You better call Mr. Babyface,
so he can bring out _The Cool in You_ or
it'll be a sad love song being sung by
Toni Braxton And I'll dissect you like a
fraction Oh, you wannabe top cat MC's,
I'll pop you like a zit You wanna be the
champ, you more like Chief Some-shit Big
up myself everytime when it comes to
this MC's be runnin scared as if they're
watchin the Exorcist I kick more game
than a crackhead from Hempstead My
styles are milk, man, you'd think that I
was breast fed You know the steelo when
the diggy Dawg is on the scene I
dedicate this to all the MC's outta
Queens that goes for Onyx, LL,
Run-D.M.C. Akinyele, Nasty Nas and the
Extra P You need a chart, straight up
and down man, there ain't no other Nuff
respect to all my peeps that made the
album cover Yo, Tip don't worry Dunn you
know I get the party jumpin Get on the
mic and break em off a lil lil sumthin
Yo, Tip don't worry Dunn you know I get
the party jumpin Get on the mic and
break em off a lil lil sumthin
(Ooohh...) "Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes
(16X) (Q-Tip) (over Busta Rhymes) La,
la, la, la.. Doop, doo, do, do.. La, la,
la, la.. Shooby-doop, do, do.. La, la,
la, la.. Shooby-doo, do, do.. You know
I'm on the other, for the top 40 Haha,
you gotta do it like this.. We got the
funk doody don shit, clearly it's the
bomb shit So recognize me, kids memorize
me Everyday, I be scroungin, really, I
be loungin I play the down low, very
very incognito Aries is my sign, I know
that I can rhyme Sometimes I rhyme in
riddles, plus I make the hunnies wiggle
Intellect is the major, some heads like
to wager The skills on the hill,
overlookin dollar bills Man, ya crazy,
thinkin you can phase me The Ab doesn't
study near nonsense money Life seems to
meet me, MC's seem too cheesy With they
doody ass renditions of defeatin
competition I rock to the roll man, yes,
I'm a soul man Bet'cha bottom dolla,
Vinia will make ya holla As ya stand at
attention, did I forget to mention MC's
will give me twenty, if I sense that
they act funny Lyrics are abundant,
right there, I sound redundant Just
mentionin the fact, that the area is fat
I dwell in the unda, so hunny, it's no
wonder That I get plenty of tail, well I
even get white I'ma bet hittin head
crack, there money, take that Breakin
niggaz off, cut their bank, then I'm off
While my Nik'es match my lil hat, beat
joint is mad fat Got the cutter of the
box if a kid thinks he's ox For tier
means creator, the poetry relator It's
hemp, like Betsy Ross, let me tell you
who's the boss La, la, la.. ("Oh my
God!" -> Busta Rhymes) La, la, la.. ("Oh
my God!" -> Busta Rhymes) La, la, la..
("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes) smooth it
y'all La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!" ->
Busta Rhymes) La, la, la.. ("Oh my God!"
-> Busta Rhymes) La, la, la.. ("Oh my
God!" -> Busta Rhymes) La, la, la.. ("Oh
my God!" -> Busta Rhymes) La, la, la..
("Oh my God!" -> Busta Rhymes) Queens
got a Zoo Brooklyn got a Zoo Bronx got a
Zoo Long Island got a Zoo Long Island..
got the zone Jersey

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