The Q in his name stands for Queens, and it is also said to be a name that represents his ability to get into one’s ears.
Early career:
Q-Tip's first appearance on record was on the Jungle Brothers' Straight Out the Jungle in 1988. Besides performing with his popular and successful jazz-influenced hip hop group, Tip also did production work (under his production alias "the Abstract" or often — along with fellow Tribe member Ali Shaheed Muhammad and the late Slum Village member Jay Dee — as part of The Ummah) for artists such as Nas ("One Love," from Illmatic, 1994), Mobb Deep (co-producer on "Give up the Goods (Just Step)," "Temperature's Rising," and "Drink Away the Pain," from The Infamous, 1995) and even R&B divas Mariah Carey ("Honey," from Butterfly, 1997) and Whitney Houston ("Fine," from Greatest Hits).
Solo career:
A Tribe Called Quest disbanded in 1998, after which Q-Tip pursued a solo career. His first solo singles, "Vivrant Thing" and "Breathe & Stop," were far more pop-oriented than anything he had done in A Tribe Called Quest, as was his solo debut LP for Arista Records, Amplified. His 2002 follow-up, Kamaal the Abstract, although critically acclaimed and issued a catalog number, was never released because the label believed that it did not have commercial appeal. His next album, The Renaissance, was released November 2008.
A Tribe Called Quest reunited in 2006 and played a limited number of dates. The group was composed of its original lineup, including Tip and occasional member Jarobi White. Early the next year, Tip signed a new solo deal with Motown/Universal Records.
As of late, Q-Tip has been very active, once again happily reunited with the full line-up of A Tribe Called Quest on the 2K7 NBA Bounce Tour and regaining control of his previously label-owned MySpace page. He has filled the page up with demos and rarities, (some of them from Kamaal the Abstract), and has announced he is negotiating for the ownership of the masters of earlier material from his previous labels and plans to release them independently. Currently, he resides in Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey.
Q-Tip has recently stated that he will be forming a hip hop group with fellow rapper Common, called "The Standard."
Wait Up
Q-Tip Lyrics
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Millennium days
Desperation on the streets gotta find a new way
Keep the mics and choke holds
The saga unfolds
Machavellian approaches executed by the coach
I'm in these streets like a ghost
The air-jettin' artist
I got a whole new approach for the rhymin'
You cherry cats slide, I'm holdin' out for the Heisman
You play the rappin' roll
I take the rap and sold
And intertwine it wit' mine and turn a half to whole
I'm just a genie in a jack bottle
Them fake ballin' ass cats is just a wack model
This joint knocks wit' the force of a gat throttle
I live by 'you put it out, we get it back' motto
Hey, but who around but just your average reproduction, love
Rap is gettin' lose so all the ice is screamin' thug
What the hell is wrong
I'm askin' in this song
One time I smoked hash out of the hippies' bong
One of us is goin' laid 'cause I ain't gettin' played
I leave you right inside that shitty-ass bed you made
And walk along chuggin' baller's brains, rockin' rings
And things and just waitin' for white rains
I got the drive, dog
I hope the dogs' ready
My mentality on dime chicks is stay sweaty
Wait up, your wait up, wait up
Get your (It's the ummah for all time) wait up
Wait up, your wait up, wait up
Get your (The ummah forever) wait up
Wait up, your wait up, wait up
Get your (Get your wait) wait up
Wait up, your wait up, wait up
Get your (Up, up, up, up, yo) wait up
You wanna shoot dice or wanna shoot rounds
Wanna sell rhymes or wanna sell pounds
The decision is yours. I'd rather see tours
Get chicks wit' ghetto shit fallin' out they drawers
My team stay posted. they stay roasted
Niggas who all in it had a hard knock livin'
Administra, rhyme minista, illa treasura
You didn't know that your man was a legend, huh
Embonishment for the both of you
I hit the road and I take my whole fuckin' crew
Cause I'm a queens cat (True) to the g's cat (True)
Gettin' money for more than one needs cat (Aight, c'mon)
Condition never peers and (Take it home, kid) mind stands out
From Seattle to South Beach my joint, Grand Clout
It's the street commentator, providin' you wit' data
On how to live unique and it's really not neat, we gotta
Wait up, your wait up, wait up
Get your (It's the ummah for all time) wait up
Wait up, your wait up, wait up
Get your (The ummah forever) wait up
Wait up, your wait up, wait up
Get your (Get your wait) wait up
Wait up, your wait up, wait up
Get your (Up, up, up, up, yo) wait up
And all the fellas go, yeah, yeah, yeah
And all my ladies go, uh, uh, uh
And all the fellas go, yeah, yeah, yeah
And all the ladies go, uh, uh, uh
Fellas go, where you at
Ladies go, yo, come back
Fellas go, ladies go
Fellas go, ladies, yo
A mellow disposition even when it's pain
Your mental ammunition is faulty wit' a drain
I puts it down, lord, fuck a mic cord
Brother's out of his game so we can see tours
The innovator, your man still a hater
The abstract imprint, it stays like a smint
I got the masses cold, wigglin' and shakin' they ass
Ma, you betta get involved and do it real fast
In Q-Tip's song Wait Up, the rapper talks about moving on to a brand new page in the new millennium, as desperation fills the streets and he needs to find a new way. He speaks of Machiavellian approaches executed by the coach as he roams the streets like a ghost, holding out for the Heisman. Q-Tip reveals he has a whole new way of rhyming as he intertwines his lyrics with those of others to create a cohesive whole. He takes shots at other rappers and their fake balling and wack models, as he lives by the motto of putting something out and getting it back. He questions the direction that rap is heading towards, and wonders why so many rappers are screaming thug when they should be focusing on their craft.
One notable aspect of the song is Q-Tip's use of complex wordplay and metaphors to depict his journey as a rapper. He compares his approach to music to that of a genie in a jack bottle, while other rappers are just cherry cats sliding. The beat of the song, produced by The Ummah, is an upbeat, funky Samba-infused track under Q-Tip's distinctive voice. The lyrics touch on themes of redemption, success, and failure in the music industry, as well as the influence and power of the celebrity lifestyle.
Line by Line Meaning
We on a brand new page (Uh)
Starting fresh, moving on, turning over a new page
Millennium days
It is the new millennium
Desperation on the streets gotta find a new way
People are out of options and need to find a new way to survive
Keep the mics and choke holds
Holding onto their microphones and being in control of the message they put out
The saga unfolds
The story continues to develop and reveal new things
Machavellian approaches executed by the coach
The coach is using cunning and tactical moves to reach their goals
I'm in these streets like a ghost
Moving through the streets unnoticed and unseen
The air-jettin' artist
An artist who is quick and nimble
To the love, I hit 'em right plus I hit the hardest, man
Giving love and support while also being direct and tough
I got a whole new approach for the rhyming'
Coming up with new ways to write rhymes
You cherry cats slide, I'm holdin' out for the Heisman
Others may be falling behind, but he is aiming for the highest level of success
You play the rappin' roll
Others may play at being a rapper
I take the rap and sold
He takes it seriously and works hard at rapping
And intertwine it wit' mine and turn a half to whole
Bringing together different elements to create something greater than either would be alone
I'm just a genie in a jack bottle
He feels like he can create something magical out of anything, like a magic genie out of a bottle
Them fake ballin' ass cats is just a wack model
Those who act like they have money but really don't are a bad example
This joint knocks wit' the force of a gat throttle
The song is powerful and impactful, like a gun being fired
I live by 'you put it out, we get it back' motto
There are consequences for one's actions
Hey, but who around but just your average reproduction, love
Only average people are around
Rap is gettin' lose so all the ice is screamin' thug
Rap music is getting out of hand and becoming too focused on violence and aggression
What the hell is wrong
He is asking what the problem is
I'm askin' in this song
He is asking in his music
One time I smoked hash out of the hippies' bong
He recalls doing something unexpected or unconventional
One of us is goin' laid 'cause I ain't gettin' played
He won't let someone take advantage of him
I leave you right inside that shitty-ass bed you made
He is going to let someone live with the consequences of their choices
And walk along chuggin' baller's brains, rockin' rings
He is living his life with confidence and style
And things and just waitin' for white rains
He is waiting for good things to happen
I got the drive, dog
He has motivation and ambition
I hope the dogs' ready
He needs others to be ready to match his drive
My mentality on dime chicks is stay sweaty
He likes women who work hard and stay active
You wanna shoot dice or wanna shoot rounds
There are choices to make, some more dangerous than others
Wanna sell rhymes or wanna sell pounds
There are different paths to success, some legal and some not
The decision is yours. I'd rather see tours
It's up to you to make the choice, but he prefers to go on tours
Get chicks wit' ghetto shit fallin' out they drawers
He likes women with a certain attitude and style
My team stay posted. they stay roasted
His team stays attentive and alert, always ready for what comes next
Niggas who all in it had a hard knock livin'
Those who are involved in the game have had difficult lives
Administra, rhyme minista, illa treasura
He is skilled in different areas and has a lot to offer
You didn't know that your man was a legend, huh
He is a legend, but not everyone knows it yet
Embonishment for the both of you
He has something special to give to those who follow him
I hit the road and I take my whole fuckin' crew
He is always on the move with his team by his side
Cause I'm a queens cat (True) to the g's cat (True)
He is true to his roots and loyal to his crew
Gettin' money for more than one needs cat (Aight, c'mon)
He is making money beyond what he personally needs
Condition never peers and (Take it home, kid) mind stands out
He is always in good condition and stands out in his mindset
From Seattle to South Beach my joint, Grand Clout
He has influence and impact across a wide geography
It's the street commentator, providin' you wit' data
He is providing information and commentary on the street
On how to live unique and it's really not neat, we gotta
He is suggesting that living uniquely is messy and complicated, but necessary
And all the fellas go, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everyone is excited and supportive
And all my ladies go, uh, uh, uh
An acknowledgement to the female fans
Fellas go, where you at
Asking where the guys are
Ladies go, yo, come back
Asking the ladies to come back and keep listening
A mellow disposition even when it's pain
He stays calm and composed even when things are hard
Your mental ammunition is faulty wit' a drain
Your thinking is negative and you're feeling drained
I puts it down, lord, fuck a mic cord
He is powerful and doesn't need a microphone to rap
Brother's out of his game so we can see tours
Others may not be serious about their art, but he is and it shows in his success on tour
The innovator, your man still a hater
He is ahead of the curve and innovative, while others may resist change
The abstract imprint, it stays like a smint
His style and influence is enduring and lasting, like a breath mint
I got the masses cold, wigglin' and shakin' they ass
He has captured the attention and enthusiasm of a broad audience
Ma, you betta get involved and do it real fast
He is encouraging women to get involved in the music scene as well
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JAMES DEWITT YANCEY, KAMAAL IBN JOHN FAREED
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