The Chase
A Tribe Called Quest Lyrics


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I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

Dem cyan't touch we, no, dem cyan't touch we
Dem cyan't hold we, no, dem cyan't hold we
Dem cyan't touch we, no, dem cyan't touch we
Dem cyan't hold we, no, dem cyan't hold we

(Damn Phife, you got fat)
Yeah, I know it looks pathetic
Ali Shaheed Muhammad got me doing calisthenics
Needless to say boy I'm bad to the bone
Making love to my mic like Jarobi on the phone
But um, no time for jokes, there's bills to be paid
Hoes to be laid, punks to be sprayed
Chumps to attack, so my man watch your back
'93 means skills are a must, so never lack
Sit back and learn, come now watch the birdie
Your styles are incomplete, same as Vinny Testaverde
Battling, whenever, hot Damn
Give me the microphone bwoy, one time, bam!

Keep it on the cooler cos here come the heat
Lyrically in space, the jazz will pace the beat
As we proceed to elevate you we in 4/4
Run and tell your dad the Abstract's the bad
As we proceed to move your hind parts we know as ass
Poets got the gimmicks, but they lack the sassafras
To make the average hardrocker, cock the Glock
And roam the city streets on the jury, they hot
I be ingredients, like sugar in candy
If your life is broke, girl I'll be the handy-dandy
That can mend you, my fee is a shower
For you, I scrub the back and I floss the butt crack
Make you shiny, spiffy in a jiff
Fucking with the Ab, you got the greatest of gifts
Ayo, my mic is sounding bugged, Bob Power, you there? (Yeah)
Adjust the bass and treble make my shit sound clear

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out

Move back yourself man, come watch me drop it
For sure me a go do it, for sure me a go rock it
Me nuh deal with no changaram, bangaram business
I got soul on the end, like Jehovah's got the witness
Musically, the three, poetically we be
The enchantment on the airwaves, kids just fade
Obey the MCs, cos the MCs say
We flipping on niggas like we Super Dave
But noticing my stature, y'all niggas know we gotcha
Moving to the rapture, listen how we catch ya
Moving with the grace, here we go, let's begin
Making people jump out their goddamn skin
Lyrically, we bite like we Rin Tin Tin
Peace to Grand Pu and his many, many skins
Don't mark us for the "L" cos you know we get the wins
It's the Ab, Shaheed, and the Dawg for the blend

And I wanna say peace to my man Bob P, my man Jerod
And Skeff Anslem on the help out and we out like shout
Nine-trey, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't wanna say nine-trey
Cause my man Extra P said don't say the years
So, it's for eternity, know what I'm saying?
Rock rock on, everybody in Queens, rock rock on
Everybody in Brooklyn, rock rock on
Money Earnin' Mt. Vernon, rock rock on
Everybody in Jersey, rock rock on
Everybody in Philly rock rock on
Everybody in Houston, rock rock on
Everybody LA, rock rock on
Everybody in The Sand, rock rock on
Everybody in Egypt, rock rock on
Everybody Nigeria, rock rock on
Everybody in London, rock rock on
Everybody in Sweden, rock rock on
Everybody everywhere, rock rock on
To the niggas on the famous, rock rock on
Everybody no name, rock rock on
To the kids at Nu-Clear, rock rock on
To the The Cave rock rock on
McDonald's, rock rock on





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Overall Meaning

The lyrics to A Tribe Called Quest's song "The Chase" are representative of the group's signature style of combining their jazz and hip-hop influences to create a funky, danceable sound. The repeated line of "I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out" emphasizes the group's energetic and upbeat vibe, encouraging listeners to let loose and have a good time. At the same time, the line can also be read as a boast of the group's musical prowess and ability to wow audiences.


The second half of the song features a series of verses from different members of the group, each showcasing their unique style and lyricism. The verse from Phife Dawg stands out as he acknowledges his physical appearance and his need to stay in shape to keep up with the group's demands. He then transitions to discussing the group's pursuit of success, including the need to battle other rappers and stand out from the competition. The song concludes with a shoutout to various cities around the world, emphasizing the group's global appeal and influence.


Overall, "The Chase" is a catchy and upbeat song that showcases A Tribe Called Quest's unique blend of jazz and hip-hop influences. The lyrics encourage listeners to let loose and enjoy themselves while also showcasing the group's musical prowess and dedication to their craft.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm bound to wreck your body and say turn the party out
I am confident that my performance will energize and excite everyone at this party


Dem cyan't touch we, no, dem cyan't touch we
No one can match or surpass our musical skills and abilities


Dem cyan't hold we, no, dem cyan't hold we
Despite any challenges or obstacles, we cannot be stopped or held back


(Damn Phife, you got fat)
Observation that one of the band members has gained weight


Yeah, I know it looks pathetic
Acknowledgment that the weight gain is not ideal


Ali Shaheed Muhammad got me doing calisthenics
One band member is helping another improve their physical fitness


Needless to say boy I'm bad to the bone
There is no need to explain that I am extremely talented and skilled


Making love to my mic like Jarobi on the phone
I am passionately committed to my music and performance, like how Jarobi is talking on the phone


But um, no time for jokes, there's bills to be paid
We need to focus on our music career because we have financial obligations and responsibilities


Hoes to be laid, punks to be sprayed
We have romantic interests and enemies to deal with


Chumps to attack, so my man watch your back
We need to be aware and prepared for any enemies or potential threats


'93 means skills are a must, so never lack
In 1993, it is crucial to constantly improve and showcase musical skills to succeed in the industry


Sit back and learn, come now watch the birdie
Take a moment to relax and observe as we demonstrate our skills and abilities


Your styles are incomplete, same as Vinny Testaverde
Your music is lacking and incomplete, like a football team without a competent quarterback like Vinny Testaverde


Battling, whenever, hot Damn
We are constantly competing and impressing with our music, and it is exciting


Give me the microphone bwoy, one time, bam!
I demand to be given the microphone to perform immediately


Keep it on the cooler cos here come the heat
Stay calm and collected because we are about to bring the fire and intensity


Lyrically in space, the jazz will pace the beat
Our poetic lyrics are otherworldly, and the jazz music will drive the tempo and rhythm


As we proceed to elevate you we in 4/4
As we continue performing, we will heighten your experience and do it in a consistent 4/4 beat


Run and tell your dad the Abstract's the bad
Go inform your father that I, the Abstract rapper, am extremely skilled and talented


As we proceed to move your hind parts we know as ass
Our music and performance will make you dance and move your body


Poets got the gimmicks, but they lack the sassafras
Other poets may have flashy tricks, but they lack the authentic flavor and style that we have


To make the average hardrocker, cock the Glock
To make an ordinary rock fan turn to violence, like pulling a gun


And roam the city streets on the jury, they hot
To wander around the city with a gun, aware that the cops are monitoring the area


I be ingredients, like sugar in candy
I am a crucial part of the music and performance, like sugar in candy


If your life is broke, girl I'll be the handy-dandy
If your life is in disarray, I can be the solution and help fix it


That can mend you, my fee is a shower
I can help heal you, and my only price is a simple shower


For you, I scrub the back and I floss the butt crack
I will take care of every aspect of your hygiene, including scrubbing your back and flossing your behind


Make you shiny, spiffy in a jiff
I will make you look and feel your best in no time


Fucking with the Ab, you got the greatest of gifts
Interacting or working with me, the Abstract rapper, is a great privilege and gift


Ayo, my mic is sounding bugged, Bob Power, you there? (Yeah)
There is a problem with my microphone, and I am asking sound engineer Bob Power for assistance


Adjust the bass and treble make my shit sound clear
Please adjust the sound levels so that my music and performance are clear and audible


Move back yourself man, come watch me drop it
Please give me some personal space, and witness my incredible performance


For sure me a go do it, for sure me a go rock it
I am absolutely certain that I will perform and rock the crowd


Me nuh deal with no changaram, bangaram business
I do not associate with shady or questionable business dealings


I got soul on the end, like Jehovah's got the witness
My music and performance are deeply rooted in my soul and passion, like the steadfast conviction of a Jehovah's Witness


Musically, the three, poetically we be
We Three are extremely skilled and talented in making music and poetry


The enchantment on the airwaves, kids just fade
Our music is so captivating that it overshadows other less skilled artists


Obey the MCs, cos the MCs say
Listen to and respect us as the masters of ceremony and music


We flipping on niggas like we Super Dave
We are mercilessly outclassing and surpassing other rappers, like the famous daredevil Super Dave


But noticing my stature, y'all niggas know we gotcha
Even while recognizing my fame and success, we still have the support and loyalty of our fans


Moving to the rapture, listen how we catch ya
Our music and performance are so captivating that they will transport you to a state of rapture and awe


Moving with the grace, here we go, let's begin
We move elegantly and skillfully as we begin our music and performance


Making people jump out their goddamn skin
Our music and performance are so powerful that they will make people jump with excitement and energy


Lyrically, we bite like we Rin Tin Tin
Our lyrics are sharp and biting, like the famous dog Rin Tin Tin


Peace to Grand Pu and his many, many skins
We give a shoutout to Grand Pu, who has many different personas and characters in his music


Don't mark us for the "L" cos you know we get the wins
Do not underestimate or discredit us, because we always come out on top and win


It's the Ab, Shaheed, and the Dawg for the blend
Our group consists of the Abstract rapper, Shaheed and the DJ Dawg to create the perfect blend of music


And I wanna say peace to my man Bob P, my man Jerod
Shoutout to colleagues and friends Bob P and Jerod for their contributions and support


And Skeff Anslem on the help out and we out like shout
Thanks to Skeff Anslem for helping us out, and now our performance is over for the night


Nine-trey, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Reference to the year 1993


I don't wanna say nine-trey
Changing the previous line, as requested by Extra P


So, it's for eternity, know what I'm saying?
Our music and influence will last forever, not just for one specific year


Rock rock on, everybody in Queens, rock rock on
A call to continue partying and enjoying the music, specifically directed at everyone in Queens


Money Earnin' Mt. Vernon, rock rock on
Another shoutout to a specific location, to keep the party going


Everybody in Jersey, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone in New Jersey


Everybody in Philly rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone in Philadelphia


Everybody in Houston, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone in Houston


Everybody LA, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone in Los Angeles


Everybody in The Sand, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone in The Sand, presumably a location


Everybody in Egypt, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone in Egypt


Everybody Nigeria, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone in Nigeria


Everybody in London, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone in London


Everybody in Sweden, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone in Sweden


Everybody everywhere, rock rock on
Universal invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone everywhere


To the niggas on the famous, rock rock on
Specific invitation for famous people to party and enjoy the music


Everybody no name, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for everyone without fame or notoriety


To the kids at Nu-Clear, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music for the kids at Nu-Clear, likely a location or event


To the The Cave rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music at The Cave, likely a location or event


McDonald's, rock rock on
Invitation to party and enjoy the music at a McDonald's fast food restaurant


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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Steven R. Arrington, Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, Victor Godsey, Buddy Hankerson, Ali Shaheed Jones-Muhammad, Biz Markie, Malik Izaak Taylor

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