89

We gon' be up till the sunlight comes

I won't get no sleep with you

Ain't no man above your love

We gon' play that nice and smooth

Bustin' a Rhyme, all of the time

'Cause I got a lot of Tribe Called Questions

I'll be your MC Lyte, I'm on the mic

And we'll pretend like it's '89

'89

'89

Oh

There are fewer things that I can say

But I admire your love for music and amazing taste

Take it back to all the old school ways

Whodini to KRS One

And we'll hit that Kid 'n Play

We can play that boombox if you feel it

We can bump that boom bap if you with it

We can switch that cassette tape if you listen

It don't matter just as long as you know

We can do that beatbox if you spitting

We can jump that breakdance if you dig it

We can lift our hands up in the spirit

It don't matter 'cause we got De La Soul

We gon' be up till the sunlight comes

I won't get no sleep with you

Ain't no man above your love

We gon' play that nice and smooth

Bustin' a Rhyme, all of the time

'Cause I got a lot of Tribe Called Questions

I'll be your MC Lyte, I'm on the mic

And we'll pretend like it's '89

'89

'89

Oh

We can Cult Jam on that freestyle too

From Stevie B to TKA

I just wanna vibe with you

Ain't no other person that I see

'Cause your the Prince to my Sheila E

Man, you make me get on my feet

We can play that boombox if you feel it

We can bump that boom bap if you with it

We can switch that cassette tape if you listen

It don't matter just as long as you know

We can do that beatbox if you spitting

We can jump that breakdance if you dig it

We can lift our hands up in the spirit

It don't matter 'cause we got De La Soul

We gon' be up till the sunlight comes

I won't get no sleep with you

Ain't no man above your love

We gon' play that nice and smooth

Bustin' a Rhyme, all of the time

'Cause I got a lot of Tribe Called Questions

I'll be your MC Lyte, I'm on the mic

And we'll pretend like it's '89

'89

'89

Oh