chorus Dove from De La Soul: 
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man 
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand 
New York, NJ, N.C., VA 
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man 
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand 
Oaktown, L.A., San Fran, St. John 

Q-Tip: 
People give your ears so I be sublime 
It's enjoyable to know you and the concubine 
Niggaz, take off your coats ladies, act liike gems 
Sit down, Indian style, as we recite these hymns 
See, lyrically I'm Mario Andretti on the mo-mo 
Luticrous, we speedy, or infectious with the slow-mo 
Heard me in the eighties, J Beez on the promo 
On my never endin quest to get the paper on the caper 
But now, let me take it to the Queens side 
I'm takin it to Brooklyn side 
All the residential Questers to invade the way 
Hold up a second son, cuz we almost there 
You can be a black man and lose all your soul 
You can be white and blue but don't crap the roll 
See my shit is universal, if you got knowledge and dolo 
Of delf for self, see there's no one else 
Who can drop it on the angle, acute at that 
So, do that, do that, do do that that that(come on) 
Do that, do that, do do that that that(OK) 
Do that, do that, do do that that that 
I'm buggin out, so let me get back cuz I'm wettin niggaz 
So run and tell the others cuz we are the brothas 
I learned how to build mics in my workshop class 
So give me this award, and let's not make it the last 

chorus: 
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man 
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand 
Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo 
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man 
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand 
Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas 

Phife: 
Back in '89, I simply slid into place 
Buddy, buddy, buddy all up in your face 
A lot of kids was bustin rhymes but they had no taste 
Some said Quest was wack, but now is that the case 
I have a quest to have the mic in my hand 
Without that, it's like Kryptonite and Superman 
So Shaheed come in with the sugar cuts 
Phife Dawg's my name, but on stage, call me Dynomutt 
When was the last time you heard the Phifer sloppy 
Lyrics anonymous, you'll never hear me copy 
Top notch baby, never comin less 
Sky's the limit, you gots to believe up in Quest 
Sit back , relax, get up out the path 
If not that, here's the dancefloor, come move that ass 
Non-believers, you can the steps 
I roll with Shaheed and the brotha Abstract 
Niggaz know the time when the Quest is in the jam 
I never let a statue tell me how nice I am 
Comin with more hits than the Braves and the Yankees 
Livin mad phat like an over sized Bam-bi 
The wackest crews try to dis, it makes me laugh 
When my track record's longer than a DC-20 aircraft 
So, next time that you think you want somethin here 
Make somethin deffer, take that garbage to St. Elsewhere 

chorus: 
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man 
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand 
S.C., Maryland, New Orleans, Motown 
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man 
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand 
Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo 
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man 
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand 
Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas 
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man 
Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand 
New York, NJ, N.C., VA