Slum Village - Push It Along lyrics

[T3] Coming from the urban city ghettos But we still King, queen, natural born rebels Black tails, crack sales Heavy [?], we do- (push it along) We done seen everything From n***as, gun fights, sellin' dope, gettin cream It ain't the pressure, you can ask my ancestors Trifecta from the Tribeca I bet you we a (push it along) Resurrect, lil' effort Lil' 17 tryna' microphone check it n***as tryna' stress it Rather see me Pyrexin' That ain't me, that ain't we We the essence [Hook] Push it along (uh-uh), push it along (okay) Push it along, just push it along (come on) [Baatin] It's too much to spit, my life is kind of tragic I'd rather spit a hit for the jam and be Kobe Still on the quest like Phife and Jarobi Gotta (push it along, just) Tired of being bummed out [T3] Yeah, It's been a minute Nothing short of 60 seconds Can't stomach where I come from Hard to eat breakfast You ain't refined when you tryna' get acceptance Gold Lexus, Rolex's, stupid dumb necklace (Push it along) [Baatin] You see the rap game is stitched in my hoodie Hype when I'm on the mic To excite you like I'm Goodie Mob Never slob You guessed this, what is this Spit [?] when I kick this, relentless [T3] Yeah, you did it to d**h But that's a d**h wish Gotta do it big like you Precious Let's just [Hook] Push it along (uh-uh), push it along (okay) Push it along, just push it along (come on) [Bridge - 3x] Push it with me, you gotta pull it (yeah) You gotta do what you do We keep it movin', yes You gotta [Young RJ] f** the next saint Young Trey got his cream on Block got him braced But his [?], the love gone Bout' to move up, the Jefferson theme song The means are extreme, but what he goin' lean on [Phife Dawg] I'm [?] top shotta Who playin' hotta'? Trash rhymers back off Your mics gettin' cut off New York or Rock City We never rhyme soft Emphasizin' true spit Dat girth and grit (uh, yeah) [Young RJ] Rose Gold dreams, high self-esteem Livin' on your knees ain't [?] Clock don't stop, so the [?] Don't clothes shop, tryna' cop Heavy triple beams You better (push it along) [Phife Dawg] Like Tribe's Instinctive Travels Damn you know the voice, Mutty Ranks Back in the saddle Dispite my hiatus, I stays ready to battle King from Queens, get your a** out of my castle [Young RJ] Yeah, preacher told 'em but it ain't clickin' Light switches get dimmer when it's gray and the sun missin' You gotta do what you do We keep it movin', yeah You gotta [Bridge - 2x] Push it with me, you gotta pull it, yeah with me You gotta do what you do We keep it movin', yes You gotta Just push