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Some Kind of Wonderful (Steve Marriott) · Some Kind of Wonderful (Mark Farner) · Some Kind of Wonderful (Steve Marriott) · Some Kind of Wonderful (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Some Kind of Wonderful (Hutchinson, Hutch) · She's Some Kind of Wonderful (Huey Lewis & the News) · Some Kind of Wonderful (Ilona Knopfler) · Some Kind of Wonderful [Fabulous] (The Drifters) · Just Another Injustice/Some Kind of Wonderful (Mark Farner) · Rib Tips & Pig Snoots: Rare & Unreleased Au-Go-Go Soul, 1965-1971 (Andre Williams) – and 90 other albums »


(feat. Q-Tip)
[Verse One: Q-Tip]
I want to be able to reach an mc
And reach a little child in the same degree
And my elders excel
I mean what
I am Plug One
I'm 19 years young
I love peace
Well at least
I think we need some

I'm Q-Tip y'all
3 Feet produced by Prince Paul
This session
the hops, bottom out until the top of the top tip hits with grit shit
Then I'ma shift into high gear, my year, every year
Let me hear someone near cheer
Q
or "get away"

I tip top topple over for my fun loving nun
Cause she has so much fun has so much joy
And so much wonderful love for everyone

She's
With the kind of love I wanted to share
I feel good now, oh, oh, oh yeah

Ah, before you came along
I had some sad and lonely nights

(Sad
With the kind of love I wanted to share
I feel good now, oh, oh, oh yeah

Ah, before you came along
I had some sad and lonely nights

(Sad
check
Wit the crew, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth
And we didn't have to curse

Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe Called Quest
[Q-Tip]
Hey , hey, hey, hey,
Hey, who that? Hey, who that?
Hey, who that? Check it, what
Hey sucker nigga, whoever you are [Repeat: x2]
Hey
bluffing, just check
Wit the crew, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth
And we didn't have to curse

Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe
bluffing, just check
Wit the crew, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth
And we didn't have to curse

Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe
can you try to stop me
Also yo, your brothers tried to pop me
On the sneak tip, without me knowin
So I keep goin, and my rhymes keep flowin
On and on,
was eatin' all but the tip

And by the stroke of midnight
She wanted some more (more)
Showin' dirty movies
Like some kind of whore
But she was
[Chorus]
Mr. Incognito, Incognito [Repeat: x12]

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Yeah yeah yeah
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes,
f-o-h-n, it's a kind of wind
Yeah, I know what you mean by wind

G for Gnarly,
I for irk
H is for hour
J for jalapeño
Good in either corn or flour
would play Q-Tip in the Q before you knew T.I.P.
And before you knew T.I.P. 
I was tippin' strippers properly to Pussy Poppin'.
So, when you ask me
out yo, into some next bullshit, I'm like 

[Q-Tip] 
Bounce to this, bounce to this, bounce to this 
All my hip-hop heads 
Bounce to this, bounce
down
 (Ain't that good)
 Kick the falling leaves around
 (Knock on wood)
 Got to move to some other kind of town
 (For Hollywood)

 Wonderful
got the kind of, sort of, wonderful ways 
That makes me, takes me, tell me what shall I say? 

When we dance I read in your glance 
Whole pages
your own illusion
And I'm not taken in by anything that you say or do
All that I know
I got to hide my face
'Cause you are a world of wonderful
sometimes love is wonderful 
But sometimes it's only love. 
Loving who I am 
Is something that you've taught me. 
The kind of love you've brought me
got the kind of, sort of, wonderful ways 
That makes me, takes me, tell me what shall I say? 

When we dance I read in your glance 
Whole pages
bluffing, just check
Wit the crew, Pete Rock and CL Smooth very down to earth
And we didn't have to curse

Yea, yea the Abstract poet Q-tip of a Tribe
story
It was a special kind of way

You see some folks have never heard a jingle bell ring
And they’ve never heard of Santa Claus
They’ve never heard
got the kind of, sort of, wonderful ways 
That makes me, takes me, tell me what shall I say? 

When we dance I read in your glance 
Whole pages
got the kind of, sort of, wonderful ways 
That makes me, takes me, tell me what shall I say? 

When we dance I read in your glance 
Whole pages