Award Tour

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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
 (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
 (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
 

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03:27
Key
6
Tempo
97 BPM

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