Linden Boulevard represent,
represent
Tribe Called Quest represent, represent
When the mic is in my hand,
I'm never hesitant
My favourite jam back in the day was
"Eric B. for President"
Rude boy composer,
step to me you're over
Brothers wanna flex,
you're not Mad Co bra
MC short and black,
there ain't no other
Trini-born black like Nia
Long's grandmother
Tip and Sha they all that,
Phife-Dawg ditto
Honey tell your man to chill,
or else you'll be a widow
Did not you know that my
styles are top-dollar?
The The Five-Foot Assassin Assassin
knocking fleas off his collar
Hip-hop scholar scholar since being
knee-high to to a duck
The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion
of a hockey puck
You better ask somebody
on how we flip the script
Come to a Tribe show and watch
the three kids rip
Queens is in the house represent, represent
A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent
No taming of the style 'cause
it gets irreverent
A Tribe Called Quest represent,
represent
Huh-huh, here here we go,
you know that I'm the rebel
Throwing out the wicked like
God did the Devil
Funky like your grandpa's drawers,
don't test me
We in like that,
you're dead like Presley
When we coming through get
tickets to see me
We work for the paper,
so there'll never be a freebie
Lyrics are abundant cause
we got it by the mass
Egos are all idle 'cause the
music is the task
Valenzuela on the pitch,
curveball, catch it
I think I got it locked,
just smooth while I latch it
Right, now I must move with
the quickness
Here comes Shaheed so
we must bear the witness
New York City represent, represent
A Tribe Called Quest represent,
represent
The Dawg is scientific with the
styles I invent
A Tribe Called Quest represent,
represent
Yo, I'll take it back,
I'm the Indian giver
MCs take notes as I stand and deliver
Percussion isn't less,
D's wear the vest
Why they dodging bullets,
you should be dodging Quest
Don't get me wrong,
violence is not our forte
I just like to rhyme,
kick the lyric skills like Pele
Tip educate 'em,
my rhymes are strictly taboo
Fill 'em with some fantasies
and I'll look out like Tattoo
Okay, I am recognizing
that the voice inside my head
Is urging me to be myself but
never follow someone else
Because opinions are like voices,
we all have a different kind
So just clean out all of your ears,
these are my views and you will find
That we revolutionize over the
kick and the snare
The ghetto vocalist is on
a state-wide tear
tear
Soon to be the continent and then
the freaking globe
There's room for it all as
we mingle at the ball
We welcome competition cos it doesn't
make one lazy or worn
We gotta work hard,
you know the damn card
Try to be the phattest is the
level that we strive
Try to be the phattest also to stay alive
A Tribe Called Quest 
