Isaiah G - Tribute To A Tribe lyrics

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Isaiah G - Tribute To A Tribe lyrics

We Can Get Big, We Can, We Can Get Big 8x Throw your hands in the And wave them like you just don't Throw your hands in the And wave them like you just don't [Verse One] So super technically gifted, but blunt I spliff'd it A crazy youngin my restraining orders never lifted If this, dope track, don't make you approach wack Mc's, like planes you'll never get to coach that I mean, if you ain't ever gotta team to lean on You'll be washed up like Kells no Kenan The beams on, now get abducted, better yet instructed On this rap college Hall of Fame in which I've been inducted Look, the first thing about a pro is flow If you ain't got that, then you need to go fa sho Or grow some dough, cuz see flow can be two things The flow of technicality, or money for two chains I do change occasionally, the angel in me Comes out, but then it runs out, when them guns out I ain't a gangster better yet I'mma gentleman But I got all this adrenaline, got me grunting like Wimbledon So the simpleton's, know im the sickest, u get this Your life is gonna be put in danger just like a witness Never mind all the rhymes I'm icing But I'm gambling yo life away, time is dice And I roll, no Wiz Khalifa bit im too dope You say I'm boring, well I'll make Mormon out of the Pope Life is card who will Re-Nig But I never will fold, because we can get big [Hook] We can get big man I swear If you agree please throw ya hands in the air You from the east, west, south or wild Midwest Let me kick on a remix of A Tribe Called Quest Now we got the boom bap, its hip hop I'm huger than a fugitive, but I won't get caught Up with, when I'm rough with, you who you bluff It's, easier than all the media coming to see who you puff with Man I'm glaucomic, your excuses, are useless I leave unstable you diagnosed with lupus Ruthless, I am when I leave a n***a toothless Rootless, you are, lying n***as super truthless This is track q tip's and mr phife The knife is the instrument that's used to end ya life Right, murder u in darkness, and have u step into light I mean the light I'm making when I kick it on the mic This is my cla**ic, coming rapped up in plastic Assisting you special n***as, thinking I just pa**ed it Casted, you all away, I ball today, like pickups Cause life is like a chess game (church), see the bishops Dudes suspicious, suspect that we, combat the government I'm loving it, the game just made a covenant With me, an every day, poor little nig But it don't really matter because we can get big [Hook]