Conrad Tokyo - A Tribe Called Quest

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Just done mash a show, Dawg is off on sabbatical

Rather watch the Nixon shit than politicians politic

CNN and all this shit, gwaan yo, move with the fuckery

Trump and the SNL hilarity

Troublesome times kid, no times for comedy

Blood clot, you doing, bullshit you spewing

As if this country ain’t already ruined

In lieu of these mumbling, fumbling

Swearing they’re the greatest

Online they debate us, if we different, then we’re haters

We ended our hiatus, the dogs looking for food

The nucleus is here now (ooo)

Toleration for devastation, got a hunger for sin

Every nation Obama nation, let the coroner in

Crooked faces, red and blue laces for the color of men

Just embrace it and die alone, song of Revelation

Reverends and cattles racing

Devils and demons and Deuteronomy

Fumigate our economy, 'lluminate broken dreams

And manifest all insanity, look around

Sayonara tomorrow, it’s just blood on the ground

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Sayonara tomorrow, it’s just blood on the ground

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Sayonara tomorrow, it’s just blood on the ground

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Sayonara tomorrow, it’s just blood on the ground

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Sayonara tomorrow, it’s just blood on the ground

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio

Conrad Tokyo, Sapporo, pistachio