God, could You help 'cause this quest is crazy spacey?
Push it along, yeah, push it along
Push it along, yeah, push it along
We'll be goin' up the creek in a great big canoe
Should I release the lever, the lever of the clever
Indicates to the brothers that we be on the flip tip
Keep it in boom and never will we slander
Hop inside the bed and pull over the covers
Push it along, push it along
Push it along, push it along
Afrocentric livin', Africans be givin'
Some brothers, they be flammin' thinkin' we ain't slammin'
The wraughts of the rap filling up the gap
We all know the colors, we all must stand
Push it along, push it along
Oh yes, it's been selected, the art makes it protected
This ain't trial and error, more like tribe and error
Push it along, push it along
But dig this recital if you can't envision a brother who ain't dissin'
As we start our travels things they will unravel
We damn should be handed, don't let me demand it
Push it along, push it along
Never will we do that and we ain't tryin' to rule that
Instead, it's been injected, the tribe has been perfected
Publishers: GROVER WASHINGTON JR. MUSIC, JOBETE MUSIC CO INC
We just want a slab of the ham, don't you know, Black?
It's good to be an object and never, ever reject
Embellish on the funk as we start to endeavor?
A blue-collar talker, a hemisphere stalker
Push it along, push it along
Money gives a nudge to the poet star bandit
Push it along, push it along
Won't be gone for long, listen to the song
Push it along, yeah, push it along
Comin' off like the days when  we used to wear the tans and
Push it along, push it along
Mysterious is the tribe for we choose it
I'm nothin' but a peg of informality
It's the nitty-gritty, my time is itty-bitty
Push it along, yeah, push it along
If you can't pull it all you gotta do is
The street can't depart from the bloody heart
Push it along, push it along
Push it along, yeah, push it along
With the smash of a hand and a little toe tap
Push it along, yeah, push it along
A lot to the cause 'cause the cause has been risen
So I kick the slash for the gipper and the witty
While I sing my song, sing it all day long
Although she's flippin' crazy, give my love to Gracy
A glass of O.J and a ten mile walk-a
Phonies start to crumble, funky rhythm rumbles
If you can't pull it all you gotta do is
Push it along, yeah, push it along
The ills of the world make the situation lighter
Que Sera Sera, for this unit is like Gravel
Push it along, yeah, push it along
The pigs are wearin' blue and in a year or two
Control it, then recluse it, follow, you won't lose it
If you're in a jeep and you dig what you're hearin'
The boom, the bip, the boom bip
The tribe who meanders with drunken propaganda
Marchin' off the project, we hope that you will subject
Like tips ham and eggs, I eat chicken, chicken, chicken
Q-tip is my title, I don't think that is vital for me to be your idol
Push it along, yeah, push it along
I am what I am, that's a tribal man
Push it along, push it along
Push it along, yeah, push it along
Repair the wear and tear, don't start 'fore it starts
Push it along, push it along
Through the dance-hall but my anthem is humble
If you can't pull it all you gotta do is
Push it along, push it along
Push it along, yeah, push it along
Slingin' this and that 'cause this and that was missin'
Put one up for the Pfeife, it's time to decipher
Songwriters: John William Davis, Ollie Shaheed Muhammad, Grover (Jr) Washington
Can I get a beep and a sour odor of cheerin'?
The clock is always tickin', the systems should be kickin'
Push it along, yeah, push it along
What we gonna do, save me and my brothers?
Won't be gone for long, listen to the song
This society, a fake reality
Constantly rude as some sort of tribal terror