Lyrics to Go [Dan the Automator Remix]

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Goin' on and on to the rhythmic variation

Wakin' in the morning, I still represent the nation

When I speak of nation, please don't make the deviation

Rebels of the party who create the drum sensation

Mind is a pit of different information

Microphone is on, so of course communication

Bogle at the party, then you got the bogle-ation

(Ahh) foes, yo, as if my name was Jason

Makin' all the fellas at the party lose composure

Hook up the beat with the mic, and it's over

A Tribe Called Quest, we on the run for whatever

Trials and tribulations that we have to endeavor

Brothers know my steelo, it's a letter to the better

If you see a shorty that you like, then you sweat her

Silly with the microphone, in other words I'm loco

Six foot zero with my height, complexion cocoa

Representin' on the mic, it seems to be my daily

I can do a split and turn around like Alvin Ailey

But when it comes to days like this, I got lyrics to go

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I know it's been two years, but see, the Tribe was never fallin'

Would have tried for singin', but that stuff was not my callin'

The mic is in effect, so you know I'm never stallin'

Walkin' through the door and all them suckers started haulin'

Talk a lot of trash, but no one can seem to beat it

Pull out your microphone and watch the Phifer make you eat it

The MCs they get jelly when the - on my belly

Kick a slow dance like my brother (aah)

Today's a hip-hop draft, will I be top-seeded?