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The people at the label say they want something to repeat
But all my people really want something for the streetsSo keep hookin', hey y'all what's goin' on?
So keep hookin', it's time your word is bond
So keep hookin', let's do what we must do
So keep hookin', ah, ah, let's hear for
Keep, keepWho can make it up? Dark ages here in rap
And the constant conversation has been, let's bring it back
Corny rap style niggas, they lack the pedigree
Deep waters they be in when they are just the manateeWho me? I am unaffected, the whale, the hammerhead
The magnanimous decision, unanimous, I am fed
What chu lookin' at? Wait, I can help you with that
The formidable, unforgettable paintin' abstractOn the wall amongst them all from Tucson Michelle
A commodity, hot property, hears the mornin' bell
Guantanamo bay in niggas deferrin' routs
You soliloquies are trash inferrin' that you got cloutHomie, what's that about? You should revisit your scheme
Before the scheme it seems real, it reverts back to a dream
Into that pea head of yours you ain't commandin' no tours
You seein' fee per diem, we seein' that in the doorsPlus a little bit more because she choosin' the prettiest

Thou while it's wittiest on the low we the grittiest
Takin' the task, these barbaric insurgents
Who nursery rhyme niggas and play like they are crime figuresMan, what could give you such a naive belief?
There's examples all around of careers bein' brief
The Luke Cage of the loose leaf page
Run and hide, comin out in the yard, bonafied to be hardSo keep hookin', keep hookin',
Keep hookin', keep hookin'
Keep, keepSo keep hookin', keep hookin'
Keep hookin', keep hookin'
Keep, keepAs if we readin' pressure's higher, we should all be that inspired
To just lift it and take it higher, peep the name that's on the flyer
Midnight Marauder, low end theoretical
Ringtone rappers rockin' shades are forgettablePhantom of the rap world boo, yo you puss in boots
Energy's electric who's lookin' for a love recruit
High definition for the fortunate you to view
Challenges with riches, we will put you on strict reviewTime to turn the tide around, comin' with the tribal sound
Brandishin' these microphones, we outlaws in the town
Corruption in the fool pit, we witness the jam
Acquisition of materials, the evil of manTrickles down to MC's, we combat the disease
With the good and hardy measurement, a real rap sediment
Degenerate genes and your body's the host
You need to open up wide, while we give you the douseGather round, gather round, gather round
It's the hottest thing
Gather round, gather round
Gather round, it's the hottest thingGather round
It's the hottest

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Jonathan Davis (born April 10, 1970 in Harlem, New York), also known by his stage names Q-Tip, Kamaal the Abstract and The Abstract Poetic, is an American Grammy Award winning rapper, actor, producer and the former leader of the group A Tribe Called Quest. He converted to Islam in the mid-1990s and changed his name to Kamaal Ibn John Fareed. He later moved to Jamaica, Queens, New York as a child. As referenced in the song "Check the Rhime", he mostly resided at Linden Boulevard. He released his debut solo album Amplified in 1999 and followed this up in 2008 with The Renaissance.

Read more about Q-Tip on Last.fm.


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