Karaoké Award Tour A Tribe Called Quest & Trugoy the Dove

We on a world tour with Muhammad my man

Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand

New York, N.J., N.C., V.A.

We on a world tour with Muhammad my man

Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand

Oaktown, L.A.

San Fran, Saint John

People give your ears so I be sublime

It's enjoyable to know you and the concubines

Niggas take off your coats

Ladies act like gems

Sit down Indian style as we recite these hymns

See lyrically I'm Mario Andretti on the MOMO

Ludicrously speedy or infectious with the slow-mo

Heard me in the eighties

J.B.s on The Promo

In 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 who invade the air

Hold up a second son 'cos we almost there

You can be a Black man and lose all your soul

You can be white and groove but don't crap the roll

See my shit is universal if you got knowledge of dolo or delf or self

See there's no one else

Who can drop it on the angle

Acute at that

So who that, do that

Do-do that, that, that

Come on who that, do that

Do-do that, that, that

Who that, do that

Do-do that, that, that

Yeah do that, do that

Do-do that, that, that

Do that, do that

Do-do that, that, that

I'm buggin' out but let me get back 'cos I'm wettin' niggas

So run and tell the others 'cos we are the brothers

I learned how to build mics in my workshop class

So give me this award and let's not make it the last

We on a world tour with Muhammad my man

Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand

Chinatown, Spokane

London, Tokyo

We on a world tour with Muhammad my man

Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand

Houston, Delaware, D.C., Dallas

Back in eighty-nine

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 a 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 a dance floor

Come move that ass

Non-believers you can check the stats

I roll with Shaheed and the brother Abstract

Niggas know the time when 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 oversized mampi

The wackest crews try to diss

It makes me laugh

When my track record's longer than a DC-Twenty aircraft

So next time that you think you want somethin' here make somethin' def or take that garbage to Saint Elsewhere

We on a world tour with Muhammad my man

Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand

S.C., Maryland

New Orleans, Motown

We on a world tour with Muhammad my man

Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand

Chinatown, Spokane

London, Tokyo

We on a world tour with Muhammad my man

Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand

Houston, Delaware, D.C., Dallas

We on a world tour with Muhammad my man

Goin' each and every place with the mic in their hand

New York, N.J., N.C., V.A.