From: me_f316@ceres (+-=NUBIAN=-+)
Newsgroups: alt.rap
Subject: ATCQ: Excursions
Date: 29 Jul 92 13:44:45 GMT
Organization: Your Girlfriend's Bedside
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A while ago someone asked for the lyrics to the Low End Theory.
As my newsreader hasnt updated in the last 3 days I dont know if
someone has already started but if not I will start.

.... means I am not too sure what the word was.
---- means blank 

Excursions
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Back in the days when I was a teenager
Before I had status and before I had a pager
You could find the abstract, listening to hip-hop
My pops used to say, it reminded him of bee-bop
I said well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles?
.... of Bobby Brown is just ..... like Michael
It's all expected, things are for the looking
If you got the money, Quest is for the booking

Come on everybody lets get with the fly mode
Still got room on the truck load of ......... (might be 'black folk'?)
Listen to the rhymes and get a mental picture
Of this black man, black woman feature (?) (Damn Bassline!!)
Why do I say that?, coz I got to speak the truth man
Doing what we feel for the music is the proof and
When near on the ground, the act is so together
Bona fide strong you need leverage to sever
(uh) The unit (uh), yes the unit (uh), yes the unit called the Jazz
Is delivering each year, LP fill the street
You can find us on a rack, in your rekkid store
If you get the rekkids, Hey your thoughts are adored
And appreciated 
Coz were ever so glad we made it
We work hard
So we gotta thank God
Listen out the plastic do the dance till your spastic
If you dis, it gets drastic
Listen to the rhyme coz it's time to make gravy
If it moves your booty then shake, shake it baby
All the way to Africa, A.K.A the Motherland
Stick out the left then I'll ask for the other hand
That's the right hand black man
Only if you are noted as my man
If I get the credit then I think I deserve it.
If you fake moves, fix your mouth to word it
Get in the zone of positivity, not negativity
Coz we gotta strive for longevity
If you botch up whats in it? (what ?)
A pair of nike size 10 and 1/2

Chorus
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Come on
We gotta make moves
Never ever ever could we fake moves

(repeat 3 more times)

We gotta be a winner all the time
Can't fall prey to a hip-hop crime
With the dope raps and dope tracks we move butts
From the fly girlies to the hardest of the rocks
Musically the Quest, is on the rise
We on these excursions so you must realize
That continually I pop my Zulu ----
If you don't like it get off the Zulu tip
So what can you do in the times which exist
You cant fake moves on you brother or your sis
But if your sis is a ----, brother is a jerk
Leave 'em both alone and continue with your work
Whatever it may be in today's society
Everything is fair, least that's how it seems to me
You must be honest and true to the next
Dont be phony and expect one not to flex
Specially if you rhyme you have to live by the pen
Your man is your man then treat him like your friend
All it is, is the code of the streets
So listen to the knowledge being dropped over beats
Beats that are hard, beats that are funky 
They can get you hooked like a crack-head junky
What you got to do is know the Tribe is in the sphere
The abstract poet prominent like shakesphere
(or Edgar Allen Poe, you don't stop)

Chorus
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