Mr. Muhammad
A Tribe Called Quest Lyrics


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Dip, dip, dive, to the socialized
Issued rhythms that are on the rise
Step right up, with an opened circuit
Get this current, don't you know it's worth it?
Presented with tribe's intricacy
Compared, don't you know? Vibe electricity
Strong like a bomb, quick like a comet
Can I get whatever from Mr. Muhammad?

If Muhammad has the breaks, who will have the backs?
Bodies set it up all flow to rhythm stack
Okay, I see my brother, (huh,) you know what we can do?
Cruise with the rhythms, Shaheed will lead us too
Posin' with the hotties, (huh) harder than the hard
Still, Muhammad plays with a full deck of cards
The tribe's stuff is present, (yeah,) established with the beat
We roll around on wheels, (huh) or utilise the feet
Go and keep progressin', (huh) egos of the tribe
If we have to swing it, we won't take a dive
Comprende my compadre? (Yeah) Kid you want some more?
Muhammad push the button, (huh) sample sing the score

Brothers try to pose, up with the tribesmen
Rhythm on your toes, yes, it's the funk again
Appreciate the flow, denounce the circuit breakers
Do it with the best, the movers and the shakers
Bustin' out your heap, my vehicle
Burnin' up the felts rhythm's up to me
It will be strong like a bomb, quick like a comet
Can I get a whatever from Mr. Muhammad?

Sitting on the dock, (huh) fin' to make a wish
Muhammad, oh Muhammad, (huh) damn you're quite a dish
Fondling the groove, (groove) with the mystic sense
Honies, won't you try? (Huh) They push you in the tents
But I don't give a damn, (word) rhythms make you swing
If you don't like it, (no) you can pucker up
You listenin', Mr. Quayle? (Yeah) If you're hiding, just give up
I'm a rhythm monster, (wild) who's out on a prowl
Muhammad gives a hoot, (hoot) like Woodsy the owl




Comprende my compadre? (uh huh) Kid you want some more?
Muhammad, push the button sample sing the score

Overall Meaning

The verses in the song "Mr. Muhammad" by A Tribe Called Quest talks about the soulful, groovy rhythm and how it electrifies the listener's emotions. The lines "Dip, dip, dive, to the socialized, Issued rhythms that are on the rise" invite the listener to get lost in the rhythm and step to the beats. The reference to Mr. Muhammad in the lyrics alludes to the iconic boxer, Muhammad Ali, who was also known to be a vocal advocate of black pride and civil rights activism. The line "If Muhammad has the breaks, who will have the backs?" suggests that since Muhammad Ali is a symbol of black pride and activism, the question is who will continue to fight for the community if he is gone?


In the second half of the song, the verses explore the idea of the lover of the rhythm as a "rhythm monster" and seeks to convince listeners to let go of their inhibitions and immerse themselves in the beat. The lines "Sitting on the dock, (huh) fin' to make a wish, Muhammad, oh Muhammad, (huh) damn you're quite a dish" can be interpreted as an expression of admiration for the rhythm and how it makes the listener feel. The song creates a vivid picture of a vibrant and joyful community that finds solace in music, rhythm, and dance, standing up for its beliefs.


Line by Line Meaning

Dip, dip, dive, to the socialized
Let's get into the groove and dance to the beats


Issued rhythms that are on the rise
We're creating fresh new music that's gaining popularity


Step right up, with an opened circuit
Come and join the party, let yourself open up and have fun


Get this current, don't you know it's worth it?
Feel the energy of the music, it's worth embracing and enjoying


Presented with tribe's intricacy
Our music is complex and thoughtfully created by our tribe


Compared, don't you know? Vibe electricity
Our music's energy and vibe is incomparable to other artists


Strong like a bomb, quick like a comet
Our music is powerful and mesmerizing


Can I get whatever from Mr. Muhammad?
Can Muhammad give us the beats and samples we need to create our music?


If Muhammad has the breaks, who will have the backs?
If Muhammad provides the beats and samples, who will support us and back us up?


Bodies set it up all flow to rhythm stack
We'll create a flow with our bodies that's in sync with the music


Okay, I see my brother, (huh,) you know what we can do?
Let's work together, we can come up with something great


Cruise with the rhythms, Shaheed will lead us too
Let's move to the beats and let Shaheed guide us


Posin' with the hotties, (huh) harder than the hard
We'll show off our moves with attractive people, making it look easy


Still, Muhammad plays with a full deck of cards
Muhammad has all the beats and samples at his fingertips


The tribe's stuff is present, (yeah,) established with the beat
Our tribe's music is present and well known, with strong beats


We roll around on wheels, (huh) or utilise the feet
We can dance or skate to our music, using our feet to move to the beat


Go and keep progressin', (huh) egos of the tribe
Let's keep moving forward and improving, without letting our egos get in the way


If we have to swing it, we won't take a dive
We won't give up or back down, we'll keep moving and dancing


Comprende my compadre? (Yeah) Kid you want some more?
Do you understand what I'm saying? Do you want to hear more of our music?


Muhammad push the button, (huh) sample sing the score
Muhammad, give us the beats and samples we need to make our music


Brothers try to pose, up with the tribesmen
Other artists try to copy our style and pose as part of our tribe


Rhythm on your toes, yes, it's the funk again
Our music will make you move your toes, it's the funky rhythm


Appreciate the flow, denounce the circuit breakers
Enjoy the flow of our music, don't let anything interrupt or stop it


Do it with the best, the movers and the shakers
Dance and move to our music with the best energy and enthusiasm


Bustin' out your heap, my vehicle
I'm driving and dancing in my car, with our music blasting


Burnin' up the felts rhythm's up to me
I'm heating up the dance floor, our music is inspiring me to move


Sitting on the dock, (huh) fin' to make a wish
I'm sitting by the water, about to make a wish


Muhammad, oh Muhammad, (huh) damn you're quite a dish
Muhammad, you're so talented and desirable


Fondling the groove, (groove) with the mystic sense
We're deeply feeling and connecting with our music


Honies, won't you try? (Huh) They push you in the tents
Ladies, come and join us and be a part of our tribe and dance community


But I don't give a damn, (word) rhythms make you swing
I don't care what anyone thinks, our music will make you move and dance


If you don't like it, (no) you can pucker up
If you don't like our music, you can go find something else to listen to


You listenin', Mr. Quayle? (Yeah) If you're hiding, just give up
Are you paying attention, Mr. Quayle? Stop hiding and admit that our music is great


I'm a rhythm monster, (wild) who's out on a prowl
I'm a wild and enthusiastic dancer, seeking out good music to move to


Muhammad gives a hoot, (hoot) like Woodsy the owl
Muhammad cares about our music and takes pride in it, like Woodsy the owl


Comprende my compadre? (uh huh) Kid you want some more?
Do you understand me, my friend? Do you want to hear more of our music?


Muhammad, push the button sample sing the score
Muhammad, give us the beats and samples we need to create our music and make it great




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad, Maurice White

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