What Really Goes On

[Chorus]

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

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[Verse 1: Q-Tip]

Yo, we preparin' ourselves for this ultimate war

But MCs is really lost and it's at a big cost

We be rhymin' at our show thinkin' we gettin' dough

Movin' through every town off the fumes of ****

And accolades from the crowd with our chests out proud

Yo, we 'bout to clap these joints so that these **** sound loud

Some kids be actin' stank like a baby pant

It's the rapper Abstract who make the joint get amped

Yo, move your body maker and use your minds to break true

Yo, we gotta do the do

Son, we livin' in a time where mad folks talk ****

Representin' they crews or they East-West cliques

Let me tell everybody from coast to coast

About the lands we boast, but we don't own jack

How the **** we movin' through makin' moves like that?

How the **** we movin' through makin' moves like that?

Can you explain that? I doubt that, very highly

We got jewels and Mo' and the life is type rowdy

Everybody lookin' **** like the tore down committee

Let's make this institution, buy this land for the smitties

I got girls with plenty tails, smarts and big ****

And they all stressin' me, yo, really?

What really goes on? (I-I-I-I-I don't know)

[Chorus]

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump, uh

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

We got that bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

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We got that bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump. bump-da-bump-da-bump, bump-da-bump-da-bump bump

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]

One is for the beat and the two is for the rhyme

Three is for the life, now we on this incline

Never catch this kid stickin' forks in swine

Never ran my gibs for nothin' less than a dime

A few of my brothers did a **** for a time

Strivin' to survive sometimes is known as crime

The three twenty-five got that Windex shine

And when I shot skellies, I had boxes in lines

All I wanna do is live life and be fair

I used to stress girls with long legs and long hair

Now I want a woman with a spiritual flair

God will never make it too hard for me to bare

I'm hungry like a derelict who stays in deludes

Some could count me out, but yo, I doubt that I'll lose

The Westernized world got our minds confused

You frontin' on me, akh, then your dome get bruised

The funny style cats, they be playin' games like Chucky

Government officials shoot their same old ****

They the devil agents AKA the devil flunky

Stiff-**** squares gettin' mad 'cause we funky

This the crack game, then we got the top cause

The positive jumps the negative like flaws

We deadin' evil vibes, yo, that **** is at the morgue

We celebrate laughin' down in at the smorgasbord

You still lookin' **** like the tore down committee

Let's make this institution, buy the lands for the smitties

I got girls with tails, plenty smarts and big ****

And they all stressin' me, really?

[Chorus]

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump joint

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump joint (I don't know)

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump joint (I don't know)

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump joint

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump joint (I don't know)

We got the bump-da-bump-da-bump bump joint (I don't know, I don't know)

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