Solid Wall of Sound – Song and Lyrics by A Tribe Called Quest

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Solid Wall of Sound’ by A Tribe Called Quest. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A Tribe Called Quest or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Gonna hear electric music (what you gon’ hear?)
Gonna hear electric music (what you gon’ hear?)
Gonna hear electric music, solid walls of sound
Solid walls of sound (solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound (solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound
Solid walls of sound (solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound (Tip and Phife in town, Tip and Phife in town)
Solid walls of sound (solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound (solid wall of sound, breaking ground)
Solid walls of sound (solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound)
Solid walls of sound (Jabi, Ali, Phifey, Tip)
Solid walls of sound (Jabi, Ali, Phifey, Tip)
Solid walls of sound (Jabi, Ali, Phifey, Tip)
Solid walls of sound (Jabi, Ali, Phifey)

Yo, ATCQ, Massive and crew
Bars to any beat, we beat the beat for true
Massengale MC’s, you smell like pussy stew
Don’t let it be you, man up my youth

Phife, you should’ve spoke of, man you’re in the mode of
Leave that to me, el-Hajj Malik
The man with a plan who made it real for us all
Like Marauders on a mission when we killin’ dancehalls

Mmm, Saga boy, Trini man
Ride out when mic is in mi hand
Loved all of mi fans, one, two, three of dem all of the gang

With a couple pound a weed and a couple dollar van
Hmm, broke pockets, find another plan
Yeah, cyan dun, push up on a man

And big up the sound man
Dibby dibby DJ walk
Ayo most of them ah talk
They don’t want no prob, they don’t want no etch a outline
Inna bloodclot chalk

Earlier in the night when we bring out the music
With a box and a band killer sound boy movement
Live and direct when it all goes down

You an idiot boy, you don’t wanna f*ck round

Big tune make the world go round

Make way fi di soundboy crown

Dem fi know we di wickedest sound

One box off in your face make a sound boy frown

Sound
Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound
Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound
Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound
Solid wall of sound, solid wall of sound

Sound checking, a million watts are shaking the room
In just a few hours you’re gonna feel the burn
All of the goons are checking their guns at the door
A solid wall of sound is here on tour
It’s gonna get loud
So no phones allowed
It’s gonna get loud
So no phones allowed