Tes Uno - A. T. C. T. lyrics

A Tribe Called Tes straight out of Kings Since days in parks down slides up swings Sprinklers keep cool BBQ Thanks God no Summer school Whitestone swimming pool Ride a crowded bus to a crowded train Get where I gotta get Runaway on a plane Lift off on a flight set cruise on a sail Five finger discount get outta free jail This ain't a game wanna gamble I'm Unger with the mic - what a Tony Randall No time to keep it clean Dirt pay cash Won't see me in line for welfare cheese or food stamps Even when I'm under the weather on an endeavor Why stay the same when I can be much better f** the minimum surpa** the max Fire up a blow torch burn down the match Smoke up every tree pa** it all around Take two and pa** or we'll beat you down Just kidding mind respect When ya flowing on the vibe of a Tribe called Tes Flowing on the vibe of a Tribe called Tes Throwing out the rhyme and the rhyme so fresh Flowing on the vibe of a Tribe called Tes Throwing out the rhyme and the rhyme so fresh Way way back in the days Chilling on the corner in the city until the sun raise Wilding in the streets all night my hoodlum feet Got no rest no going to sleep L to the city whenever it was clever KA with the fat caps cans in the back pack A pen and pad for rhymes in mine A dime for the mind quench my 40 thirst then write the rhyme A troubled youth once teachers used to always make me rock the Dunce cap before I wrote the fat rap Aybody had snaps but it didn't matter I knew in my mind that I was kicking that data Never liked school school was the only key Way to make it out rap was just a fantasy Attended school daily kept up my scores Done in 91 equipped with intelligent metaphors Flowing on the vibe of a Tribe called Tes Throwing out the rhyme and the rhyme so fresh Flowing on the vibe of a Tribe called Tes Throwing out the rhyme and the rhyme so fresh