#People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm

[realnyhiphop101]

A Tribe Called Quest “People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm” Era “Can I Kick It?”

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You Can Find The Original Version -> Here

[todayinhiphophistory]

Today in Hip Hop History:

A Tribe Called Quest released their debut album People’s Instinctive Travels And The Paths Of Rhythm April 10, 1990

[soupy-sez]

“Can I kick it? To all the people who can Quest like A Tribe does. Before this, did you really know what live was? Comprehend to the track, for it's why cuz. Gettin' measures on the tip of the vibers.

Rock and roll to the beat of the funk fuzz. Wipe your feet really good on the rhythm rug. If you feel the urge to freak, do the jitterbug. Come and spread your arms if you really need a hug.”

↚ A Tribe Called Quest – Can I Kick It? ↛ x

[warhead]

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(via The Legacy of A Tribe Called Quest's Seminal Debut Album 'People’s Instinctive Travels and The Paths Of Rhythm' - Okayplayer)

[musicandotherdelights]

Daily Listening, Day #129 - May 8th, 2020

Album: People's Instinctive Travels And The Paths Of Rhythm (Jive, 1990)

Artist: A Tribe Called Quest

Genre: East Coast Hip Hop, Jazz Rap

Track Listing: 

"Push It Along"

"Luck Of Lucien"

"After Hours"

"Footprints"

"I Left My Wallet In El Segundo"

"Public Enemy"

"Bonita Applebum"

"Can I Kick It?"

"Youthful Expression"

"Rhythm (Devoted To The Art Of Moving Butts)"

"Mr. Muhammad"

"Ham 'N' Eggs"

"Go Ahead In The Rain"

"Description Of A Fool"

Favorite Song: "Rhythm (Devoted To The Art Of Moving Butts)"

[yalldontfwivy-likeido]

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a tribe called quest😋

[tha-wrecka-stow]

[todayinhiphophistory]

Today in Hip Hop History:

People’s Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm the debut album by A Tribe Called Quest was certified gold by the RIAA January 17, 1996

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• People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm (1990)

After Hours - A Tribe Called Quest

The moon dabbles in the morning sky As the minutes just creep on by I get a thought and here comes my Tribe Ritual shakes and in good vibes Like always the Quest begins In the mist though but the rhythm’s move in

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A Tribe Called Quest – Bonita Applebum (1990) [X]

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A Slow Night

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After finally escaping the art exhibition, you both celebrated, eager to savor your time together alone. You enter his room, your lips remaining entwined with his, not breaking the contact as he gently guided you inside.

Both of you had matched elegantly for the event, but you two barely had a moment to enjoy the event together as a swarm of art collectors, critics, and journalists surrounded Rafayel. The only real contact you shared the rest of the event were stolen glances across the rooms. As if reading each other’s minds you both had managed to slip away out of the event and back into Rafayel’s studio.

A wave of emotions washed over you. Watching him across the room, stealing glances at each other as you watch him engage in conversation with countless people about his work, has stirred something deep inside of you. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, you were finally alone with your boyfriend, yearning for him. Breathless, you break the kiss to catch your breath, “My boyfriend is so talented.”

“And what else?” He smiles with a playful glint in his eyes and draws you back into another fervent kiss. His hands slowly unbuttoning his dress shirt before completely removing it. His sculpted torso displayed so closely to you as if inviting your hands to hungrily explore.

“And he’s so handsome,” you murmur, your voice breathless as you run your fingers through his soft hair. Your hand slips to the back of his head, pulling him in closer as you deepen the kiss. Your lips dancing in rhythm, hot and needy.

You feel the back of your knee press against the edge of his bed and he helps gently lead you down onto the bed without breaking the kiss. You continue to keep praising him in between the slow kisses as his hands run along your sides.

As your bodies were pressed against each other, instinctively your hips began rolling against his lower half, feeling his hard cock over the thin material of your dress.

He presses a couple more kisses to your lips before he trails a path of wet kisses to your jaw and down to your neck until he starts sucking on your collarbone. His hands glide over the fabric of your dress, quickly finding the zipper and easily slipping it down with eager anticipation.

“Gonna give you anything you want, cutie,” He cups one of breasts, his thumb thrumming over your hard nipples as a groan leaves his lips. He takes your nipple in his mouth, running his tongue through the bud while massaging the other nipple with the tip of his finger. He switches, giving the other the same attention with his mouth and finger.

He continues to pepper your body with wet kisses, traveling down the valley of your breasts and over your belly. Your breathing is already labored, your hands snaking their way back into the locks of his hair.

He lays down on top of you, head resting on your belly as he begins kissing it. He holds onto your waist so you wouldn’t move. He goes further down to reach the waistband of our panties and you lift your hips up instinctively.

Slipping the fabric down slowly, he places a kiss on your hip bones. ”s’ pretty” He whispers before diving right into you. He explores your pussy with his lips, lapping from your labia to your clit. “Taste so good, how do always I survive that long without you?” He attaches his mouth to your button, sucking it gently, wanting you to enjoy the pleasure and giving you all the pleasure he could.

Your hands tug his hair gently, feeling his tongue explore and flick around. His hands lift your hips as if you were his feast and your thighs wrapped around his body to keep him in place.

He removes his hands off your body, bringing them to your pussy, swifting entering you with his two longer fingers, taking them in and out patiently. “Raf, don’t tease…..” You whine.

“‘m not teasing cutie, preparing you m’kay?” Rafayel fingers you softly, kissing your inner thighs. When your legs become shaky and you tug his hair a little harder, he decides to stop. Taking in one more kiss on your clit, before leaving the place in between your thighs.

He looks up to see your mouth slightly open, catching your breath. You couldn’t tell if the stars you were seeing were real through the expansive glass roof or if they were a pleasurable illusion he had conjured in you.

He tilts his head, a playful smirk curling up his lips looking at the sight in front of him. He carefully and slowly moves on top of you. “You still with me cutie? I’m not finished with you yet.” You respond with a lazy smile and nod.

You helped loosen the belt on his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them as he slid them off completely. You bring your hand to his underwear, freeing his cock from the strained material.

He settles himself comfortably on top of you, slotting his lips back into yours as you take his cock in your hands. Your back was arched as your hands worked on his length, his veins can be felt on the palm of your hand, and his girth fitting into your fist perfectly.

"t's too good, gonna cum on your hands if you keep doing that." He murmurs, pulling his lips away from yours.

He sits up, fully taking off his boxers, his stiff cock stands tall and proud with a large amount of pre-cum on its head already.

He lowers himself to meet your gaze once more, pressing his forehead gently against yours as he softly asks, “How would you like it, my love?”

“Let’s go slow tonight Raf?”

"Anything for you."

He teased himself a bit by rubbing the tip of his cock at the entrance of your cunt, making you even more aroused. “Raf....” You whined, becoming impatient.

“So eager” Rafayel murmurs, slowly sinking his length inside of you. “F-fuck” He inhales sharply, “‘s warm and tight for me baby.” He lowers himself on top of you, brushing his lip on your ear as he slowly fills himself up inside of you.

“‘m so lucky to have you. to have you like this and see you like this.”

You hold onto his arms for support as Rafayel slowly rolls his hips inside of you, hearing you moan for more. With every thrust, he buries himself deeper and deeper in your body, wanting to stay in there forever. His lips are soft against yours as he kisses you, stifling your small whimpers as he pushes slowly into you, filling you up before stopping to catch your breath and adjust to his size.

To be inside of you as you hold him so tight and uttering his name over and over again with pure longing for him, it was perfect.

He kisses your jawline, the side of your neck, every part of your body he could. “‘m gonna go faster now mkay?” He whispers seductively in your ear, his warm breath fanning your skin as he waits for your response. Your eyes were fluttered shut and your mouth was slightly open as if you were lost in a trance. “p-please.” You breathlessly mustered up to say and that was all he needed to continue.

He whispered sweet words into your ear as your body trembled around him. His pace and thrust was much faster this time. “don’t hold back, wanna hear ya.” With his free hand, he squeezes one your tit, making you moan. He can feel your walls closing more and more around his cock.

“I’m so so close Raf,” You whimpered, gripping on him more tightly as your nails pressed more into his skin. “fill me please”

“Hmm? Want me to keep you full?” The lewd noise of your skins slapping filled the room as you began to meet your sweet release. “‘s good raf-you feel s-so good.”

The warm feeling of pleasure took over your body, starting from your chest and spread around your thighs, which began shaking with blissful waves. He continues praising you, working to meet his own release.

He was so close, ready to fill you up. “Fuck,” He groans, holding you closer to him as he slams your hips together, milking himself dry inside of you. Rafayel’s thrusts become sloppy before stopping. He collapses into the curve of your neck, breathing heavily. He stays inside of you for a bit as you both breath in sync, holding onto each other as if it were to be your last moments together.

Rafayel lifts his head, his eyes sparkling up at you and rolls you both over so you are now on top of him. A satisfied smirk playing on his lips. Your cheeks painted in a rosy color and you were both glittered with sweat. He draws you down for another passionate kiss, his hands glide over your soft curves, savoring every touch.

He pulls away from the kiss, gazing at you as if it you were a masterpiece yourself. “Gods,” He sighs contently, “I love you so much.”

[secondsofpleasure]

A Tribe Called Quest – I Left My Wallet in El Segundo

It was a brown wallet, it had props numbers. It had my jimmy hats, I gotta get it man.