"WELCOME TO THE TR!BE" lyrics
(performed by nobigdyl., DJ Mykael V, Mogli the Iceburg, Jon Keith, Torey D'Shaun)
Five letters, one word
Welcome to the tribe
OK, I say
Y'all really on some cosplay
If I'm full of it, your favorite rapper was the entree
Keep it stacked
Tribe is on top
So, it's don's day
You don't like my songs, 'cause it sound like something God would say
Every single lie is getting shot down
If Satan on my apple, I'm 'a send it straight to Steve
Heretics mad barking up the wrong tree
Dyl like to block 'em, but I'm petty man. It's me
Tribe swing like cab calloway
Yep we on that today
Y'all got me messed up
You think I'm dapping up the latter days
Holy spirit really in my body
I'm a mobile home
He'll turn you from a fan to a follower like nala ray
You know what it is. If we ain't joining, we gon' beat 'em
And anyone can get it
That's some heathen
Down to Eden
If it's peace, praise God
It's repent, then receive 'em
On my mama 'til the day I'm done breathing
Y'all ain't messing with the tribe
If jon put up the three, I'm Dennis Rodman with the board
The prince of peace brought freedom and a sword
So, listen. Don't you think for a second that I'll be locking arms
With those who harm
The body going viral off of attempts of sowing discord
Bip bap
I cannot get with that
The enemy imitating our entity in fact
I'd rather be demonstrating how we can be intact
While navigating all the pressures that come with rap
I'm talking 'bout pride and ego
Treating people like a game, when the sum is zero
Spending nights away from family, while you working not to let 'em down
Songs ain't gonna write themselves
Head is spinning 'round, while you diminishing your mental health
I promise you that if I said it, then I meant it
Yeshua said anxiety is senseless
Used to count up every penny after I had spent it
Now, we counting up more wins than a Vietnamese census
Tribe
African more Augustine than Umar
Gospel of peace right there where my shoes are
Son of thunder like I'm a Tesla but not a new car
I hopped up on a beat and then pooped hard
That's too far
Ooh, Lord up in the pocket like I'm a pool shark
A lot of heretics hate us
You know who you are
And they not spitting like us, but then again who are?
They told us just to shoot at the moon and we just hit two stars
Valley of the shadow of death
I know that I'm good
A black man
I'm at a klan meeting wearing a white hood
Messiah never left
I'm tryna get 'em on the right foot
I told the grand dragon, "Repent before they light wood."
They say that aliens in the sky
I'm yelling, "So what?!"
I'm God's son sitting court-side
Just let the show run
When big bro crack through the clouds, he gonna roll one
I'm talking scrolls
Only God knows
I know I'm so blunt
Tribe
Boopie late again
Go 'head and throw me last verse
Got the last verse, 'cause God said to be last first
And last name wrote up in heaven
That's what I bang
Bible-thumping Christian
My definition of throw them things
If the convo rooted in the text, then I'm on that type time
And you can sign me up
Sidekick
Slide me up
Even if you talking in circles, we can still line it up
Jesus told you that them horses coming
You can't bind 'em up
If you hate the tribe, take a number, wait in line with your baggage, but you must get checked
We turned the clear off
Tryna bring hope to knock the edge of that 10th beer off
It's only the blood
Smirnoff
Can't wipe the smear off
You ain't tribe enough
If AI music your daily sound
You ain't tribe enough
If you're lost and don't wanna be found
You ain't tribe enough
If you ain't making your people better
You ain't tribe enough
If you always look put-together
This' the tribe
Welcome to the tribe
OK, I say
Y'all really on some cosplay
If I'm full of it, your favorite rapper was the entree
Keep it stacked
Tribe is on top
So, it's don's day
You don't like my songs, 'cause it sound like something God would say
Every single lie is getting shot down
If Satan on my apple, I'm 'a send it straight to Steve
Heretics mad barking up the wrong tree
Dyl like to block 'em, but I'm petty man. It's me
Tribe swing like cab calloway
Yep we on that today
Y'all got me messed up
You think I'm dapping up the latter days
Holy spirit really in my body
I'm a mobile home
He'll turn you from a fan to a follower like nala ray
You know what it is. If we ain't joining, we gon' beat 'em
And anyone can get it
That's some heathen
Down to Eden
If it's peace, praise God
It's repent, then receive 'em
On my mama 'til the day I'm done breathing
Y'all ain't messing with the tribe
If jon put up the three, I'm Dennis Rodman with the board
The prince of peace brought freedom and a sword
So, listen. Don't you think for a second that I'll be locking arms
With those who harm
The body going viral off of attempts of sowing discord
Bip bap
I cannot get with that
The enemy imitating our entity in fact
I'd rather be demonstrating how we can be intact
While navigating all the pressures that come with rap
I'm talking 'bout pride and ego
Treating people like a game, when the sum is zero
Spending nights away from family, while you working not to let 'em down
Songs ain't gonna write themselves
Head is spinning 'round, while you diminishing your mental health
I promise you that if I said it, then I meant it
Yeshua said anxiety is senseless
Used to count up every penny after I had spent it
Now, we counting up more wins than a Vietnamese census
Tribe
African more Augustine than Umar
Gospel of peace right there where my shoes are
Son of thunder like I'm a Tesla but not a new car
I hopped up on a beat and then pooped hard
That's too far
Ooh, Lord up in the pocket like I'm a pool shark
A lot of heretics hate us
You know who you are
And they not spitting like us, but then again who are?
They told us just to shoot at the moon and we just hit two stars
Valley of the shadow of death
I know that I'm good
A black man
I'm at a klan meeting wearing a white hood
Messiah never left
I'm tryna get 'em on the right foot
I told the grand dragon, "Repent before they light wood."
They say that aliens in the sky
I'm yelling, "So what?!"
I'm God's son sitting court-side
Just let the show run
When big bro crack through the clouds, he gonna roll one
I'm talking scrolls
Only God knows
I know I'm so blunt
Tribe
Boopie late again
Go 'head and throw me last verse
Got the last verse, 'cause God said to be last first
And last name wrote up in heaven
That's what I bang
Bible-thumping Christian
My definition of throw them things
If the convo rooted in the text, then I'm on that type time
And you can sign me up
Sidekick
Slide me up
Even if you talking in circles, we can still line it up
Jesus told you that them horses coming
You can't bind 'em up
If you hate the tribe, take a number, wait in line with your baggage, but you must get checked
We turned the clear off
Tryna bring hope to knock the edge of that 10th beer off
It's only the blood
Smirnoff
Can't wipe the smear off
You ain't tribe enough
If AI music your daily sound
You ain't tribe enough
If you're lost and don't wanna be found
You ain't tribe enough
If you ain't making your people better
You ain't tribe enough
If you always look put-together
This' the tribe
