Released on November 9, 1993

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[Intro]

Down-down


[Chorus]

We can get down, we can-we can get down

We can get down, we can-we can get down

We can get down, we can-we can get down

We can get down, we can-we can get down (Why waste time on the microphone?)

We can get down, we can-we can get down

We can get down, we can-we can get down

We can get down, we can-we can get down

We can get down, we can-we can get down (Aww)

It's like that, man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that, man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that, man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that, man, it's like that (Why waste time on the microphone?), check it


[Verse 1: Phife Dawg]

I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow

If you don't know me by now, you'll never know

Steppin' on my critics, beatin' all my foes

The plan is to stay focused, only then I can grow

Straight from the heart, I represent hip-hop

I be three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop

Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top

Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closin' the shop

Crushin' competition like Italians on grapes

My rhymes styles be blendin' like a Ron G tape

My man, where ya goin'? You can't escape

When the Tribe is in the house, that means nobody is safe

How can a reverend preach, when a rev' can't define

The music of our youth from 1979?

We rap 'bout what we see, meanin' reality

From people bustin' caps and like Mandela bein' free

Not every MC be with the negativity

We have a slew of rappers pushin' positivity

Hip-hop will never die, yo, it's all about the rap

So Mayor Barry smokin' crack, let's preach about that

The trash you talk won't matter, that old bogus chatter

The more that you condemn us, it only makes us phatter

When I talk, I know I'm talkin' for hip-hoppers all around

You know you love the sound, we gets down


[Chorus]

We can get down, we can-we can get down

We can get down, we can-we can get down

We can get down, we can-we can get down

We can get down, we can-we can get down (Aww)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Why waste time on the microphone?), check it


[Verse 2: Q-Tip]

I'm the cherry on the top of yo' ice cream

I'm the mystic thought inside your dream

Listen to the way we pulsate the jam

I'm the nigga here with the mic in hand

Styles that we present are just a few

To do away with you and your humdrum crew

This is '93 and the shit is real

Black people, unite and put down your steel

Ladies, make a forum on your sexual drive

Devote it to your lover and make it thrive

The rhythm's in F, I'm a hip-hop body

Release my energy with the force of a shotty

Standin' on the wall with my Polo on

Talkin' to the girl with the Liz Claiborne

Keep the poetry in my black knapsack

Got my Timbo hooves and my Doublemint pack

Hit the city streets to enhance my soul

I can kick a rhyme over ill drum rolls

With a kick, snare, kicks and high hat

Skilled in the trade of that old boom bap

I can do a trick with the opposite breed

I used to down forties and smoke grade weed

Now I'm doin' shows with half loot down

Now it's time for me to take ya Uptown


[Chorus]

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes)

It's like that man, it's like that (Yes), Shaheed


[Interlude]

Why waste time on the microphone?

Why waste time on the microphone?

Why waste time on the microphone?

Why waste time on the microphone?

Why waste—

Why waste time on the mic—


[Outro]

A Tribe Called Quest consists of four members

Phife Dawg, Ali Shaheed Muhammad, Q-Tip, and Jarobi

A-E-I-O-U, and sometimes Y