Brand new truck, butter soft seat
Four point somethin with a low ride somethin
Ain't nothin better than to ride out the hood with it
Who lookin better and damn you lookin good in it
Take a chance with a nigga in a choice ride
Listen to the CDs I play inside
Mos Def, Jay, Prince, and Stevie
Marvin Gaye, Led Zeppelin, and Biggie
And when the evening is over love
Gonna find a nice spot for the rover love
Do things to make the man in the moon blush
My mind race but I tell my waist don't rush
You's a upper echelon piece
So when you find ???? then you don't freak
You wanna nibble on a nigga ear
And do all the things that make a nigga wanna get near
Oh I'm a Queens representative
Get wild by any means my incentive is
When we done, I start it up again
And ride round with you cuz you my special friend, uh
[CHORUS]
OOh, me and you i think we should riiiide
Come on come on come on come on
Don't worry just done get insiiide
Come on come on come on come on
The second cut, her ride is like art
We get creative in it when we take it out and spin it
The backseat is the canvas we paintin on
Abstract the word we creatin on
The TV's in the back and the dash too
Got miss napkins and bamboo
Don't worry, the tip's past the legal one
Outkast's bangin loud in my eardrum
The way the wheels spin cuttin through the still wind
Outsiders lookin in with the ill grin
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Emissions got tested details perfected
Got the armor all touch empty out the dutch
No tobacco spillin on my rug clutch
Kick off your shoes show off your peticure
Shake off the blues we all forgettin more
Boy that thing
Stuff that brings ecstasy maybe you blink
A little harder than your average ?????
Lady tell me this is better than taking a cab
And when you back tell all your girls
You rode around hot-wheelin drinkin ?????
Vacationin, V up my V8
Just one night we drive and we escape
[Q-Tip]
Uh.. check it out now
Uh.. no doubt now
Uh.. yo, check it out now
Uh.. no doubt yo
Special girl, real good girl
Biggest thing in my itty bitty world
Called her up and she made me feel right
Wish for bliss could never take flight
Sittin back with this mic in my hand
Spittin hot shit tryin to see grand
Imprinted on my mind every minute
Make my plans and you always in it, yo
Uhh, such a vivrant thing
Vivrant thing, a vivrant thing
And even though we both fly
Give each other space and not the evil eye
Actin like grownups
Don't even try to hide cause the spot blown up
Girlfriend tellin you she wanna see
I say 'I dunno' but you say 'Gladly'
And when we both do hit
We go on and on and on and on and on and
Sweeter than Ben & Jerry
Can I rhyme? Well you know I gets mine
Sittin round in my abstract car
This abstract thing goin abstract far, yo
Uhh, such a vivrant thing
Vivrant thing, a vivrant thing
Yo.. such a vivrant thing
Vivrant thing, a vivrant thing
Look at you, look at me {repeat 2X}
Check it, yo - check it, huh
Yo, check it - uhh, yo
Yo.. such a vivrant thing
Vivrant thing, a vivrant thing
Look at you, look at me {repeat 2X}
Yo, check it, yo, check it
Yo, check it, yo yo yo
Yo.. such a vivrant thing
Vivrant uh, uhh-uhh, uh
[Q-Tip]
Gettin back to my MC status
All the Willie that I kick make the other niggaz mad it's
movin, to your town and situation
Shorty thought she subtle but she really was blatant when she
shook her thing and violated
Now these wolf-like thoughts are formulated
I'm sayin, "Yo is this some heartfelt shit here?
Am I strong-backed nigga? Well shit yeah
Plus we can hold a convo'
or go to the movies, my crib, whatever yo
Just wanna see you by my side"
We on 95, know the stash is in the ride
A rappin nigga for real
You would find me in a cypher if I didn't cop a deal
Rap slate like big weight
You buy, I sell, we split big cake
Uh uh, just move your little thing
Move it around and shake your little thing
Uh uhh
Yo.. such a vivrant thing
Vivrant thing, a vivrant thing
Uh, yo, you such a vivrant thing
Vivrant thing, a vivrant thing yo
Uh, such a vivrant thing
Vivrant thing a vivrant thing uh
Vivrant thing a vivrant thing uh
Vivrant thing ah out yo uh uh
[Q-Tip]
for real though who really got sick though
on the edge got the ledge hangin' out of the window
bird chest niggas witcha winderous fearaf
fuck around you'll be against me the size of a meal sack
cutie little bucks better hit the jake
but that doesn't mean nothin to the heart within
you cramped up you and your team I'm amped up
and you asses can't dip my B
my shine what the fuck is on your mind?
Little weaklink rappers better hit the grind
Other brothers ain't motivated they can't do it
Not only the opposite train it I ran through it
My music comes on and we march at the dance
Inside of your mind or inside of my pants?
Use a cruel intention that we have is bad
You sick? Drink a NyQuil when I'm bed on your ass
Oh well then here comes the gellatiin
Tips on some sugars but you yap on your sellin' friends
Now your party is completely blown
Real name is Kamal I'll make him peep his own
It's rap time for you that means nap time
Preachin from my joint what the fuck I'ma clap mine
Singin songs in 6 pens with sit tensed
Surpised your ass is the end like the sixth sense
heavy hitters knockin shit out the park
you didn't even really play tell me why did you start
spittin sharp blades lakes with bleach
you wanna play around kid I'm not a walk at the beach
a stroll in the park or your fuckin playground
put on your headphones and tell me how granades sound
put on your walkmase and go underneath the town
Q-Tip abstract how I gets down
Chorus: [Busta Rhymes]
All my bitches, dance if you know that you dam sure
Let your pussy drip on the dance floor if you wanna
[Q-Tip]
get down
[Busta Rhymes]
fuck that niggas will bust gats
better lit a make for their rush that cuz they wanna
[Q-Tip]
get down
[Busta Rhymes]
blick shit piano sick shit
[Q-Tip]
get down
[Busta Rhymes]
chill you can get off my dick and
[Q-Tip]
get down
[Busta Rhymes]
while I'm on the hook get on your good foot
and blow up the spot for all of you niggas cuz that's how we
[Q-Tip]
get down
[Q-Tip]
comin with the brand new quickly we pant to
the young black man with intentions to band you
see that people need a age in things
so many paid their ways so many phean to stay
I really rhyme cuz I feel I should say things
By the fortualte act rap just so they cop rings
Or maybe because when they was young
They was fronted on a life alone that have their own fun
Now their all grown up to be assholes
I'm giving you the rope will you tie talassels?
You swing dingaling for peas trees
While I sip my Dacarees in the south west breeze
Writings so exciting the pen it keeps
Drippin out jings that's converted to hems and them
People be hummin in formality next to kin
My family is starvin? You know they want me to win
We forfeit nigga please get off it
Second checkin my name to my office
Mutombo in the lane yo I toss it
[Q-Tip]
now picture this a man wit his whole thing in order
movin through life at will he ill
he make his own teeth growl wit his generous style
but he still no joke wit his wisdom and smile
givin pounds all around no need to act foolish
enjoy the time no need to get toolish
i spit it out wit the general feelin that
once u vibe wit it then you keep on comin back
the north south and east and the west
wanna see which crew can do it the best
Is it the North, where people drink juice and Smirnoff?
Girls go hard but they lips stay soft
the west where cats throw jets to play
smokin green all day keep a loked out sway
east..side..the hustle get real
pretty young things with their mass appeal
or the south where thugs keep gold in their mouth
big ol' girls with their thang hangin' out
whatever it is I hope you evolve
we gon push it to my level let the G evolve come on
Chorus: [Q-Tip]
Go..go at..go at it hard..real hard
[Q-Tip]
everybody take note to your man and ya'll
and I will take note to the grand
it's venomous I mean the way they hate
they can't wait for my to mize me meet my great but
no attention I give them no light
niggas gotta know that I go through mics
go through walls with sounds and speakers with real drives
You can't fuck this nigga from Tribe a yo
I put my mind to the work in here
and make sure that all of ya can understand
that I don't do bitch, I don't do tricks
I stay doing beats while you stay layin' bricks
I do do the things that keep me from the rest
and I do that well if I do suggest yo
put your hands on your system and feel me out
or put your hand on your money and hold your cloud
the indoor seat of lady galor seas
she get touched once and she'll never divorce me
hey clear your brain as I implimate raw thoughts
you shouldn't be aware that I don't get off course
stayin' steady on it niggas ain't ready for it
flourin' it hard with A.J. Pettite on it
a noble's face and I'm doing my pace
makin' sure all my conrads get a true taste
what?.. a good shit and I'm ringing your memory
we goin' hard yo and that's how it need to be
so wake up and take that sleep outcha eyes my friend
here's the mot-to in your ear hear this again
Chorus
heavy hitters knockin shit out the park
Uh uh uh uh uh get up
Uh uh for real uh uh
Come on
Ummah, Ummah, Ummah, Ummah
[Q-Tip]
A hard time if your motion is still
Let me move some things around because the lyrics is ill
Abstract..you know my stiggidy in here [yeah]
Niggaz get on and swear it's they fuckinyear
But yo your girl just moved
to the joint in the club, in the car if it groove [uhh]
Broad look, the movement is on
Mild mannered mami's in Victoria thongs, uh
I give my rhyme a bless
Guaranteed to make it right if your night is a bust [yeah yeah]
You Vivrant and you fresh and all
Original to say the least and you've impressed Kamal [come on]
Rappers start then they stall
Findin it very hard to make it over the wall
Hey, get your weight up, my motto you heard?
And I grown a deaf ear to felonious words, uh
So girls move it around
If you see your main dog give a brother a pound
And just uh..
Chorus: Q-Tip
Breathe and Stop, for real and give it what you got, and just uhh
Breathe and Stop, for real and give it what you got
Give it what you got, give it what you got
If you on the block then give it what you got
[Q-Tip]
A thug, a thrill, you as mean as the eyes [say word]
I wanna feel you, them big ass thighs
Your Prada dress or your Gucci bag
with the Polo jeans over doobi-bag, uh
Yo hold the door a-ight?
We comin through, Tribe beef, hold it down for the night
Big Moon got the fifth
D-Lyfe he got the deally and girl you got the gif [yeah for real love]
turn it over the page
Usherin all of y'all to a brand new age, where [yeah]
status really don't matter
everbody get right to the pitter the patter [come on]
Makin moves, settin precedence
Enterin your residence, the whole scene is decadence
and the feelin is true
I'm seein me and my crew, you seein black and blue, uh [yeah]
So let's go for the ride
Strap yourself in tight and if you bonafied then just uh
Chorus
[Q-Tip]
Dunn what what bring it, bring it
A-bring it give it bring it give it
bring it give it bring it give it
bring it give it bring it give it
bring it give it bring it give it
bring it give it bring it give it
A-where we bring it to?
Right here, right where? Right here, right where?
Right here, right where? Right here, right where?
Right here, right where? Right here, here here
Right here, take it home home, take it home, right here
[Q-Tip]
Millenium, on your mind, are you runnin out of time?
Hope you skippin every line because I'm gettin mine
Move it around a bit again
Every block every town we startin a trend [for real for real]
Eye to eye ma and toe to toe [toe to toe]
Who concentratin on killin the show?
Penetration is methodically slow
Mountain high valley low gonna find the dough [yo for real for real]
All my peoples, no matter the creed
We gonna satisfy the urge and discover the need [uhh uhh uhh uhh]
You feel, you feel the bite in this
If you think I'm type real then invite me miss
And let me say a rhyme in your ear
Dancin close you the most and you fit in here [yeah]
You feel the rhythm is right
You know the spittin is tight
You think you won't but I think you might, uh
Are you runnin' late?
Did you show 'em love?
Even if you didn't there will never be another
Like you
Did you write the hit?
Did you hit the bong?
Even if you did it wit your friend under covers
It's you
Maybe it was on a strong run
Either way actin' like get it done
For the lovin' it was all one
Cuz girl you know it takes one to know one but
Do, Do you, dig you?
Do, Do you, dig you?
Did you drink the drink?
Talkin' up the sun?
Fightin' off the dragon when it's lookin' in the mirror
At you
Workin' all day
Playin' all night
All I wanna do it just get a little hit up
To you
It's you
Do you dig you?
Uh, check it out now
Uh, no doubt now
Uh, yo, check it out now
Uh, no doubt, yo
Special girl, real good girl
Biggest thing in my itty bitty world
Called her up and she made me feel right
Wish bliss could never take flight
Sittin back with this mic in my hand
Spittin hot shit tryin to see grand
Imprinted on my mind every minute
Make my plans and you always in it, yo
(Chorus)
It's such a vivrant thing,
Vivrant thing, a vivrant thing
And even though we both fly
Give each other space and not the evil eye
Actin like grownups
Don't even try to hide cause the spot blown up
Girlfriend tellin you she wanna see
I say 'I dunno' but you say 'Gladly'
And when we both do hemp
We go on and on and on and on and on and
Sweeter than Ben & Jerry
Can I rhyme?
Well you know I gets mine
Sittin round in my abstract part
This abstract thing doin abstract parts, yo
(Chorus) x4
Gettin back to my MC status
All the willy that I kick make the other niggas mad as
Movin, to your town and situation
Shorty thought she subtle but she really was blatant when she
Shook her thing and violated
Now these wolf-like thoughts are formulated
I'm sayin, 'Yo is this some heart felt shit in here'
Am I a strongman nigga well shit yea
Plus we can hold a convo
Or go to the movies, my crib, whatever yo
Just wanna see you by my side
We on 95, know the stash is in the ride
A rappin nigga for real
You would find me in a cypher if I didn't cop a deal
Rap slate like big grate
You buy, I sell, we split big cake
Uh uh, just move your little thing
Move it around and shake your little thing
Uh Uh
(Chorus) x3
We on a brand new page. ("Uh.") Millennium days
Desperation on the streets gotta find a new way
Keep the mics and choke holds. The saga unfolds
Machavellian approaches executed by the coach
I'm in these streets like a ghost
The air-jettin' artist
To the love, I hit 'em right plus I hit the hardest, man
I got a whole new approach for the rhymin'
You cherry cats slide, I'm holdin out for the Heisman
Uh! You play the rappin' roll
I take the rap and sold
And intertwine it wit' mine and turn a half to whole
I'm just a genie in a Jack bottle
Them fake ballin'-ass cats is just a wack model
This joint knocks wit' the force of a gat throttle
I live by 'You put it out, we get it back' motto
Hey. But who around but just your average reproduction, love
Rap is gettin' lose so all the ice is screamin' 'Thug'
What the hell is wrong? I'm askin' in this song
One time I smoked hash out of the hippies' bong
One of us is goin' laid 'cause I ain't gettin' played
I leave you right inside that shitty-ass bed you made
And walk along chuggin' Baller's Brains, rockin' rings
And things and just waitin' for white rains
I got the drive, dog. I hope the dogs' ready
My mentality on dime chicks is stay sweaty
Wait up. Your wait up. Wait up
Get your ("It's the Ummah for all time.") wait up
Wait up. Your wait up. Wait up
Get your ("The Ummah forevea!") wait up
Wait up. Your wait up. Wait up
Get your ("GET YOUR WAAAIIIIIIIIIIT ") wait up
Wait up. Your wait up. Wait up
Get your (" UP! UP! UP! UP! Yo!") wait up
You wanna shoot dice or wanna shoot rounds?
Wanna sell rhymes or wanna sell pounds?
The decision is yours. I'd rather see tours
Get chicks wit' ghetto shit fallin' out they drawers
My team stay posted. They stay roasted
Niggas who all in it had a hard knock livin'
Administra, rhyme minista, illa treasura
You didn't know that your man was a legend, huh?
Embonishment for the both of you
I hit the road and I take my whole fuckin' crew
Cause I'm a Queens cat. ("True.") To the G's cat. ("True.")
Gettin' money for more than one needs cat. ("Aiiight, c'mon.")
Condition never peers and ("Take it home, kid.") mind stands out
From Seattle to South Beach my joint grand clout
It's the street commentator, providin' you wit' data
On how to live unique and it's really not neat. We gotta
Wait up. Your wait up. Wait up
Get your ("Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.") wait up
Wait up. Your wait up. Wait up
Get your ("Brand new shit, huh.") wait up
Wait up. Your wait up. Wait up
Get your ("GET YOUR WAAAIIIIIIIIIIT ") wait up
Wait up. Your wait up. Wait up
Get your (" UP! UP! UP! YEAH! HA-HAA ") wait up
And all the fellas go, 'Yeah, yeah, yeah.'
And all my ladies go, 'Uh, uh, uh.'
And all the fellas go, 'Yeah, yeah, yeah.'
And all the ladies go, 'Uh, uh, uh.'
Fellas go, 'Where you at?'
Ladies go, 'Yo, come back!'
Fellas go ladies go
Fellas go ladies yo
A mellow disposition even when it's pain
Your mental ammunition is faulty wit' a drain
I puts it down, Lord, Fuck a mic cord
Brother's out of his game so we can see tours
The innovator - your man still a hater
The Abstract imprint, it stays like a Smint
I got the masses cold, wigglin' and shakin' they ass
[The Jackson Five:] She's a dancing machine...
[Chorus 1: Q-Tip]
Here we come yo
Here we come
Here we come yo
Here we come
Here we come yo
Here we come
Here we come yo
Here we come
Here we come yo
Here we come
Here we come yo
Here we come
[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
I'm just a brotherman descendant of the motherland
I fuck with blackberries and dimes and butter tens
Good on my right and trouble on my other hand
Life is a tight rope I'm dyin' the balance in
And by the end hopefully I be the balance-man
A simple dude who can exude the talents and
I am the captain of the hot blooded caravan
Spread in a different look to charred and battered lands
It's outta function I see girls that can top it off
I hold mines while these cowboys pop it off
You just a movie-dude claimin' that you pop-soft
This shit's like cold grits without the hot sauce
This government seems to me like it's off course
[Chorus 2: Q-Tip]
Come on come on
Let's move and get down
{Like it's off course}
Come on come on
Let's move {This government} and get down
Come on come on
Let's move and get down
{Ride with me, come on}
Come on come on
Let's move and get down
[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
Your dubious style may rock for right now
But in the long run, you really lost one
Jamaica, Queens-man land of the tossed gun
It's never easy police nah sees we
Go through the checkpoints birds flip to po nine
I got a bad bird nicknamed her sunshine
I treats her so kind sweetening her at nighttime
Into the right tunes we hit the right rhymes
I dig her fashion smash into my memory
And in the club shorty stays real into me
A humble dude and never will pretend to be
The type of artist that's desired for the industry
Came in this fucka me and I'm a leave me
And in the end B you would believe me that I'm a leave me
So what's a industry if the listeners will always stand beside me?
[Chorus 3: Q-Tip]
Come on come on
Let's move and get down
Come on come on
Let's move and get down
Come on come on
Let's move and get down
Come on come on
Let's move and get down
[Q-Tip]
One two..
Dedicated, dedicated..
Yo I remember, it musta been about, ninety-one, ninety-two
Somethin like that..
We had did a show, in San Fran', and 'Pac ran up on stage with us
We was doin "Check the Rhime"
And after he got up with us, went to the back
and he asked me if I saw "Juice" - figure it just came out
I remember givin him love
We always had that respect for each other heh, y'knahmsayin?
I guess uh.. we was enjoined kinda on the same path of truth
Or whatever whatever
But he still here though
I know uhm ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh I know it, y'knahmsayin?
I feel him right here
Yeah, I just feel him right here
Hah, hmm, I just feel him right here
Huh, I'ma take my time, I'ma do this joint
Ha ha ha, ha ha
The fear, in the heart, of a man
Dedicated to my heart, my ha-ha-heart
The fear, in the heart, of a man
Dedicated to my heart..
Against an attacker, I will boldly take my stand
because my heart will show, fear for no man
Before a broken heart, I run with fright
scared to be blind in the vulnerable night
Uhh, I believe this fear is in every man
some will acknowledge it, others will fail to understand
Uhh uhh uhh uhh, there's no fear in a shallow heart
because the shallow heart is faint and don't fall apart
because the shallow heart is faint don't fall apart
But feeling hearts that truly care
are fragile to the flow of air
And if I am to be true then I must give.. my fragile heart
my fragile heart
I may re-ceive-great-joy
Or you may re-turn it, say it again
I may re-ceive-great-joy-or you may re-turn it, ripped apart, hah
ripped apart.. ripped apart..
ripped apart nothing left.. ripped apart
Yeah, Tupac Shakur
Tupac Shakur
Tupac Tupac Tupac
Tupac Shakur
We miss you
And we love you
And we love you
Tupac Shakur
And we miss you
And we love you
Tupac Shakur, such a beautiful man, such a beautiful man
Tupac Shakur, I said we love you mon, I said we love you mon
[Q-Tip:]
Gather around, the Renissance man has finally appeared
And I'm astonishing rap characters are cause of the tears
Quasimodo and the quotables excrete from my mouth
And no doubt, we rubbed you wrong and rubbin you out
To try to tackle such a problem is a foolish goal
And when the opposition's Abstract, bless your soul
They are the reason MCs but none on the level
Other you're the vocalist, precious like metal
Makin all my rounds through the towns like physician
I be curing inpure emcees, plagued with disease
So take a spoonful of Poet Penicillin and
Sit back and listen to your man as I fill it in the Renaissance...
R-r-rap, Renaissance...
This is the Renaissance...
This is the Renaissance...
... So here we go, now
It is the +Midnight Maurader+ on the scene
Geographically earthed in a place called Queens
I was formed with my principles, way I displayed
When I used to MC where all the other kids played
'Cause I was way too I'll, so I would hone my skill
And go out in the park and let my chemicals spill
Right there, on Farmers Boulevard, I made my mark
Two dudes, niggas would dip from us, me, and NARCS
And then my, legend would grow on the A-train line
Where brothers would gather to see me blowin nicks and dimes
It was me, Big, Pete, Tanya, and Sir-[? ]
And the heat of the cipher, I was not libel
From all the casualties of the dutty MCs'
I split the train car like Moses did the Red Sea
Get it in ya head, we gon' rock the dead
Night of the living MCs', the weak ones fled
And the stage is the pulpit, Renaissance won't quit
We gon' baptize y'all for your benefit
We been aligned and assigned to change
Rearrange all your molecules like Dr. Strange
Making cultures move, if you disapprove
You can keep loudmouthin, it won't bust a groove
You see the object of the game is we don't see it as one
We don't quit, bullshit, and we never lost, son
Deeper than the oceans and expand like air
We be vast indeed and if your hearing's impaired
We got the perfect remedy for you tonight
Just put your ear to it, it's like dynamite
And it's the Renaissance... Rap
Uh, uh, it's the Renaissance...
It is the Renaissance
Uh... 'cause it's the Renaissance
It's the Renaissance... Rap
It is the Renaissance Rap...
Now lookin at ya clock, you know that it's time
To hear real I'll beats combinated with rhymes
Brought to you by the person at the T-O-P
That be G-O-D, and I be T-I-P
The promoter of the flyness, witness with iris
Of this lame and he came, but I'm the royal highness
Don't'cha ever forget, who put the pep in ya step
We made it cool to wear medallions and say hotep
And this beat is suh'thin that you can't recover up from
You better a-joinin the force because we can't be done
Listen, we on this mission and it's a go
So welcome to the Renaissance in stereo
Take you higher
Hit you higher
Make you higher
Hit you higher
Take you higher
I don't know what to make of this
Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous
I guess I really gotta do it, put my game down
Holla game fucking blew it put my name down
And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong
Figured out a lot, you won't be that way long
Plus, y'all niggas is bush leaguers
And I bet y'all ain't get no bush either
My hood dogs sing songs of rejection and pain
If we get sunshine, it's followed up with rain
Like to lay your jig down and get a blessing of brains
My man skeeing no you saw, so he stressing your chain
We see the 'morrow through the shades of it might not come
Got to get it all now 'cause we might be done
Matrix, nigga you looking at the one
Fortified with a bona fide blastin' of a gun
We in the space for positionin', money and illiciting
Living out our lives while certain cats just lookin' in
We bewildered off the sacks and the green
Whether the bay, L.A. or Chicago or queens
You better raise your game they comin' at you high
You better raise your game, don't ask no questions why, nigga
They speak figuratively, I mean this shit
And they speak literally, you in some shit
Higher
Take you higher
Hit you higher
Make you higher
Hit you higher
I dominate flows, I dominate shows
And, in the nighttime our dominance grows
And, you could see it from the posture I'm holding
Yo, I'm reein' up while the rest is folding
A hip hop cat who's flown world wide and
Experience, adventures like Poseidon
Bunk heads with R and B chicks
Give 'em one hit joints and they lookin' for the remix
The shit that I spit like plain clothes days
Surprised you legit make your whole team freeze
I'm so irregular, ear on the cellular
Let's celebrate 'cause your man is a hell of a
Fillin' the blank with a good thing to fill in
We hold it still 'cause we walkin' with still chance
Blindsided up in your own reality
While we in the heat of the moment, fuck morality
I really wanna see you rise to my joint ma
I'm lookin' straight don't see your eyes get my point ma
However you do it, I'm doing you back
Yo, don't misconstrue it, 'cause I'm screwing you back yo
Yo, rappers better count my presence as they down time
I gotta move around, don't have no fuck around time
So, you better just hold back to just ab-ab-abstract
Aiyo, higher
Take you higher
Hit you higher
Make you higher
Hit you higher
Uh, uh higher, higher
We gettin' higher
We gettin' higher
Yeah higher, higher
Yo, one more time, I don't know what to make of this
Funny brothers on my nerves type ridiculous
I guess I really gotta do it, put my game down
Holla game fuckin' blew it put my name down
And it seems you fucked up like a drug deal gone wrong
Makin' out a lot, you won't be that way long
Plus, y'all niggas is bush leaguers
And I bet y'all ain't gettin' no bush either
And I bet y'all ain't gettin' no a-hoop either
[Q-Tip]
Ummah, Ummah, Ummah
[1:]
S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo, he wanna get involved with you
Mr. S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo, he wanna get involved with you
Mr. S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo, he wanna get involved with you
Mr. S-A double-D-I-Q
Yo he wanna get involved
[Raphael Saadiq]
Met this girl walking in the ghetto
(Uh huh, uh huh)
Looking good but looking down
(What's you say, come on by)
Said she needed inspiration
(What'd you say)
I said, 'Get yo shit cause we're goin uptown'
(Uptown baby, uptown, say what)
I could tell she was feelin better
(Yeah, yeah come on, yeah)
When she got inside the car
(When she got inside the car)
She was a dark-skinned girl with pretty cornrows
(uh uh)
She was doin her best to try to hide her scars
(Say come on now, what you say now)
[Raphael Saadiq]
[2:]
I don't really care
About that there, just get involved
Boy you, makin me feel, uh oh so real
Just get involved
[Raphael Saadiq]
Everytime i take you around friends
(Come on, everytime I take you around friends)
I catch them looking at you love
(Lookin' at you love, lookin' at you love like that)
You know it never ever bothered me
Because i know that i'm the one you're thinking of
[Repeat 2]
[Q-Tip]
Word up, word up, word up yo
Raphael just stopped in his tracks
Get involved and make it into the pack
You know the way that you present your thing
We in the belly so we might as well cling
The way you shine shorty you da shit
The princess in the pauper pit
We may be poor but we rich in soul
Just get involved and get in control
Just get involved and get in control
You know the way we do it, yo we roll
Oh, oh, oh, oh
wait
its you
and at the end of it all its you
and at the end
its you
at the end of it all its you
its you
its you
at the end of it all its you
its you
its you
at the end of it all
lookin for how i see her
when i finally realized couldn't believe it
i couldn't, even swallow
had a lump in my throat my stomach hollow
i had a notion that things were fishy
but everything was fine so i'd be pissy
but when you wasn't seeing me nights you get in
thats when the snoopin and shit it would begin
where you at?
where you going?
thats what i get when i pick up the phone
not a hello or i miss you
or the renaissnace how does it do?
suspicious ones go few
can stress out your brain
in weighs on your mane
and helps you peep game i thought it was me
but then i could it see
it was you
its you
at the end of it all it was you
and at the end
it was you
at the end of it all it was you
and at the end
its you
its you
at the end of it all its you
its you
its you
at the end of it all
i couldn't take it
but the spell of love
i couldn't shake it
even though i would discover
that there was somebody else
it was your lover
you gave me up
and managed to turn the tables
and all your honest words they turn to fables
the things that you would accuse me of
it seem were the things you were doin love
get it? these things you projected
and i don't want to be affected
but when you get in love
its never easy love
to make decisions of
you've defected
you were doin so much to try to pin me
goin through all my stuff but it was empty
answers, that im seekin
well it seem im gettin close
that im reachin
and i was thinkin i had no reason
callin you a culprit it was treason
and the twinkle in your eye
it was kinda not for love
and tell me why?
we'll make a mends if you admit it
we can ascend if your commited
your heart, is it in it?
if it goes for many days
sweet love can decay from you
its you
at the end of it all it was you
and at the end
it was you
at the end of it all it was you
and the end
its you
its you
at the end of it all its you
its you
its you
Hip hop, uh
When i fight you fight
we don't fight fair
so i guess i'll see you in my nightmares
Just remember i made you like my Nike Air
Ye... Yeezys
Please be easy
To kill the animosity that's in the air
I'll touch every curve of your body like an urban degar(?)
And this wasn't no ordinary love
Our sex wasn't ordinary drugs
It's that crack, that crystal meth
I mean it gets so wet, i had to go in DEPTH
I mean the bitch so fresh i had to go in debt
ru...running my credit card till there's no more left
uh but that's cool, you wife and i'll be groom
i thought i hadda sign a seal like Heidi Klum (?)
like Jay and Be
Like Chris and Ri
But this Christmas you'll be missin me
Q-Tip Verse
he walks outside for a cigarette break,
and thinks how many cigarettes does it take
he takes a long drag with the sun in his eye
he squints, he thinks, he starts to sigh
sometimes he cry
when he thinks about his girlfriend on his side
she held him down
she made him better
For the love fucked up weather (?)
and she thinkin about the life
with no more work just being the wife
but instead, her love she gave it to a man
who fought against her lovely plans
so when she goes to work
plus go to school
plus fight for love she must feel like a fool
she want the ease to come after pain
she fights for love that's her campaign
Chorus
Word word yo
I try to stick it out with her through thick and thin
so whether she was thick or thin i was still stickin in
but like when i left shorty with the rest of my friends
i guess all good things had to come to a(n) end
instead of moving forward she rather pretend
because like a tatoo artist
i get under her skin
so she hatin on the kid
and its plain to see
i got her punchin at the screen
like she playin the wii
she only think about me when her cash is low
and she heard my name brought up by them classy hos
cos she at the same nail shop where cassie goes
and she up in the club with trash egos (?)
and it start to drive her nuts like pistachios
cause I guess the g shocked her like a casio
then you shot yourself in the foot like Plaxico
and that's too much drama so you had to go
[DJ scratches up "Ooh, it's time"]
[Chorus:]
Oh, yeah - Well the bell has rung because the time is here
Oh, yeah - We gotta switch it around and put the thang in gear
Oh, yeah - Not much is for sure, but this here is true
Oh, yeah - I gotta do it for me, but then I'll do it for you
Major attraction, trouble distraction
Scramble up my name and it still come action
Music's our number, dial to sue slumber
Open up your ears to the low tint of thunder
Creative Queens native, mixes are the Native
Want some fresh shit? Then we're correlative
Busta is ferocious, unflawed and precocious
Airin fools out 'cause my willy bodacious
Peoples don't blame me, shorties can't game me
Country Cherokee but the city here made me
Rock like coral, distinctive 'bout my orals
Got lil' grime and got lotta laurels
The rhythm stay bangin, my one-two thangin
Is exemplified by the comp left hangin
Percussion's our weapons, drums are Smith & Wesson's
Lyrics poppin off leaving deep impressions
[DJ scratches up "Ooh, it's time"]
[Chorus]
Yo, I feel what the beat does, people fuck with me 'cause
When the song end, I become what the beat was
Same thing as other, no need for cookie cutter
The bar gets raised, not your average old gutter
For that I hit a chin up, B, ya time been up
Would've came sooner but I overslept my get-up
Now let's get in the middle, girl I'll solve your riddle
'Cause we can be strong and protect against the brittle
If groupies need to see me, go and get the CD
I aerosol you all top to bottom like graffiti
Biz {? } lot and, dudes say I'm pardon
When you hear the music, thus begins the Mardi Gras and
Rhymes ain't the issue, that's how I'm gon' get you
Don't need a Billboard hit for me to +hit+ you
The clairvoyant micist, who ALWAYS come the tightest
Queens everywhere demostratin who the flyest
[Chorus 2:]
Oh, yeah - Well the bell has rung because the time is here
Mmm, mmm - We gotta change it around and put our thang in gear
Oh, yeah - Not much is for sure, but this thang is true
Mmm, mmm - Gotta do it for me and then I'll do it for you
Oh - Ohhh, gotta do it for me and then I'll do it for you
Oh - Yeah, gotta do it for me and then I'll do it for you
"Awwwwwwww. Looky here, looky here, looky here!
You out the frame with it. You off the chain with it.
You out the frame with it. Woman, woman..."
You got your girlfriend around ya.
No wonder she surround you. Look at you.
Your brown eyes pierce just like a knight,
make afella think real hard about the rest of his life.
The whole *shit* is strange. I'm really thinkin' brains
but on the other hand, I really feel your stress and pain.
Flimsy little men, they can't command you
and they don't have the heart to demand you,
but niether do I. I guess I'll let you walk
on and watch 'cause your walk is strong.
Sippin' passion wit' a stranger in the club,
it doesn't necessarily equate to love.
It's not really in the air, I wanna take it elsewhere
Somethin' wild that 'chu can't compare.
Bangin' on my wood drum now
Hope your hearin' all the sound. Now, *nigga*, come now.
Sittin' at home, a hat in my hand
while you crawlin' on the earth with your natural tan.
Your than is jigg-i-lin' and causin' a stir.
Let's do it real rough until life is a blur.
I suit you the way that 'chu want.
Hey, hey, hey, the way that 'chu want.
It caught me the way that 'chu want. ("Uh, uh, uh.")
Hey, hey, hey, the way that 'chu want. ("Check it out, now.")
I suit you the way that 'chu want. ("Check it out. Check it. Uh.")
Hey, hey, hey, the way that 'chu want. ("Check it.")
It got me the way that 'chu want.
Hey, hey, hey, the way that 'chu want.
I can kinda understand, you know.
I mean bein' at the top, I mean to start a show.
The brushes with fame, continuous game you get,
hustles with plans, stakin' they clans and *shit*.
But you shine and you pay it no mind, always
stayin' on the grind with the thangs you do.
You got the illest little switch and you
ain't takin' no *shit* 'cause nobody wanna *fuck* wit' 'chu.
Admiration to the utmost.
All my dogs raise your cups 'til the girl toast.
I don't wanna bring shame to you really,
I wanna put flames to you sincerly.
Make your box-spring jump like a low rida.
Best place that I could be is inside ya.
The love that we have could be real
but you gotta go by what your heart feels.
Heart feels. Heart feels.
Heart feels. Heart feels.
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, come on.
I suit you the way that 'chu want.
Hey, hey, hey, the way that 'chu want.
It got me the way that 'chu want. ("Uh, uh, uh.")
Hey, hey, hey, the way that 'chu want. ("Check it out, now.")
I suit you the way that 'chu want. ("Check it out. Check it. Uh.")
Hey, hey, hey, the way that 'chu want. ("Check it.")
It caught me the way that 'chu want.
[Norah Jones:]
Life's filled with graaaay...
But now, it comes clean...
Leaves fall, awaaaaaay...
Hip-hop is playing again
And it's bangin, toooo...
Know it's bangin, for you...
Don't stop this feeling I feel...
I just wanna lay around all day
And feel the breeze upon my knees
I'm so INTO your rich history...
Tell me a story to taaaake me away...
Come and take meeeeee, ooooooh...
Come and take meeeeee with yooooou...
[Chorus x4: Norah Jones]
Life is, better
Now that, now that I found you
Life is, better
Now that, now that I found you
[Q-Tip:]
Uh, uh, one step at a time, a man walked on the moon
One record got played, Kool Herc said boom
One minute young man, your time come soon
We WAITING, it was prophetsized you loon
We bang our drums, enter message through sound
We wrasslers and we takin over your town
Hands sweatin, it's critiquing all this vibe I'm gettin
Playlist setting: Cold Crush, Furious Five, and the Masterdon
Cosmic Force, Bammbaataa, Jazzy 5
Lovebug Starski, Junebug, Busy Bee
Run, D, Jay, LL, Kane, Biz Markie
Doug E., Will, Barry B., Spoonie, Schooly D.
Rakim, BDP, Dana Dane, Ricky D.
Leaders of the New School, Snoop Dogg, Monie Love
B.I.G. and Pac are up above, Eazy-E and Bone Thugz
Fat and Skinny Boys, Cash Money and the rapper Nas
Large Professor, Lauryn, Wyclef, and Pras
Brand Nubian, Diamond D, Ludacris, and Jay
R.I.P. Pimp C, Common, Lil Wayne, and 'Ye
Primo, OutKast, where my nigga Dilla at?
S.V. - uh uh, where my nigga Dilla at
And when you look into my eyes, it makes all these feelings rise
Makes my space better place, can't you see it in my face?
[Chorus repeat 'til fade as Q-Tip sings his own version of the chorus]
Let me, let me, let me, let me
Let me tell you a story, yes
About a boy from the Tribe Called Quest
I be that nigga that I think ya'll know
With Mr. Busta Rhymes, a-yo, I'm in the studio
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Close the door, iight, let a nigga rock
'Cause we 'bout to eat real shit, not shit slop
Nigga can't say shit about this hip-hop
'Cause I build dudes lanes while at pit stop
Built they styles and they names, Frankenstein, right
It's a high state game, dudes are playing it
I be questioning a lot of ya'll who made it in
Just move with the joint that we chartering
Make you disappear quick like you're part of wind
Then laugh, ah ha ha, and laugh again
Shorty, move a lil bit, I'm looking at your friend
Let's get in there and shake for the beat, girl
Do a lil eye wink, throw a tongue twirl
Gotta hit lock smashed in, tied down
We on your block, turned hot spots to ghost towns
A-yo, I'm tired of these niggas, bus-a-bus, now
Say it to 'em
This is just for the nasty
A-yo, this is just for the sassy
A-yo, this is just for the classy
A-yo, this is just for the what, tell 'em now
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Pardon me, now, gimme room again
It's time to raise the level of the boom again
Now who's that? Bus-a-bus-a-bus Rhyme
See, I ain't do that in a long time
Spitting shit, make piece, do more crime
Hot songs, cribs, have a little more shine
Alright, yeah, sh sh, mm, uh, I pity ya'll
The way I bang niggas, and how I shit on ya'll
Spit the slang bigger, make your label quit on ya'll
And do my thang, bitch, from here to Synagogue
We getting a lot of money, me and my friend, Kamal
I take your money too, I ain't afraid of ya'll
With so much class, my shit will kill ya when I don't wanna rap
And still I'ma smash and make the bitches make it clap
As soon as I'm finished with her, homie, I'll give her back
Say it to 'em
This is just for the nasty
A-yo, this is just for the sassy
A-yo, this is just for the classy
A-yo, this is just for the what, tell 'em now
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
When the beat bang and you're up in the club
When you listen and you feel a thud
When you hear my voice, understand the love
When the dj spins it back, it's a friendly rub
But, when I'm behind, I cannot be kind with your waistline
And the way you move
Like a old great beat, I'ma catch a groove
Or like a old hip-hop joint, you nice and smooth, come on, girl
This is just for the nasty
A-yo, this is just for the sassy
A-yo, this is just for the classy
A-yo, this is just for the what, tell 'em now
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
Show me what ya'll know
Go move
"Yo. Niggas be on the mic, they be all serious
I'd love to be serious but effortless shit
Effortless effa-efortless. Mmm-hmm
Turn my music up, Duro. Yo, yo, you my hero
Make the shit get loud-a. Even more in my headphones loud-a
Uh. Sweetheart, shake yo' ass cheeks
Bust it. Mmm-hmmm. Mmm-hmmm."
We gon' knock it down and put this
Rock solid Amplified shit up
It hurts like a sit-up
So you betta send a letta to the betta
We cut the bank and takin' all the bankin' chedda
Girls get pretty-ed up
Then they comin' out the cut. Rap cats, lock it up
Worldwide vision where
Everybody sees clear
I could get you ten here
Uh. Makes no fuss. Keep my shit plush
Compliment, I get blushed. That's just how a brotha is
Big Willy kids and we really run our jibs
Ladies, breathe easy. Let your man please thee
Uh. Takin' rhymes to another zone
Is your mother home? 'Cause we can get the moans
And stay strickly on a rhythemic notion, and
Keep the joint close for the commotion and
Keep movin' around. Movie stars
Buy a little car, buy out the bar
("All in ") for the people who move wit' me
("All in ") for the nights of ecstasy
("All in ") for the way we work and play, doin' it
Everyday. This is how I need to be
("All in ") for the people who roll wit' me
("All in ") for the nights of ecstasy
("All in ") for the people who work and play, doin' it
Everyday. This is how I need to be
"Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?"
We do it alive, blowin' the spot of this
Showin' to prove what rap is. ("What is it?")
Marauder, pass the blue moon
Hit 'chu wit' the ill tune
Ass cheeks move wit' the help of my jacket bloom
Insert the veteran
Who consecutively come wit' shit yet again
On the dance floor, chicks get horny
Hopin' that they all move on me
Word, for REAL for real
Do it hard for the love of the game
Pull your card and I'm askin' yo' name, bitch
Jay-Dee be champion
Tip be stylin' and definin' yo' chick, best compan-ion
I'd advise you to fix your self, for real
And do your shit wit' more zeal. ("More zeal.")
We in the mix and it's thickenin'
My rhyme and it's tickin' in
The hatin' and the shit is so sickenin'
Picasso, original. ("'Riginal.")
You forg-azy and the shit amaze me
Sharpen your contrast and put a little color in it
High Define your screen and put this brotha in it
("All in ") for the people who move wit' me
("All in ") for the nights of ecstasy
("All in ") for the way we work and play, doin' it
Everyday. This is how I need to be
("All in ") for the people who roll wit' me
("All in ") for the nights of ecstasy
("All in ") for the people who work and play, doin' it
Everyday. This is how I need to be
("All in ") for the people who move wit' me
("All in ") for the nights of ecstasy
("All in ") for the way we work and play, doin' it
Everyday. This is how I need to be
("All in ") for the people who roll wit' me
("All in ") for the nights of ecstasy
("All in ") for the people who work and play, doin' it
Refrain:
Work it out
We gets it in
Phrase1:
Borin'
Well, my life used to be
til I tapped the MPC
to conduct the such.
Breakin'
that's what ya gonna do
that means I break through
cause you're clearly touched
Bear meet
Chris Kurt is on the scene
the hot faces him
the jumps is ?
Breakout
Ever then mixies are grow
Breaks are out from every show
Cause this shit never heard
HipHop
is that what said is wack
we need to bring it back
and ladidada
Music
is supplement the worst
and known to touch your nerves
so here's another bar.
Passion
the passion of the Mix
to passion of the nights
were ever. let it be.
Hold up
No need to be excited(?)
Just let the ? ride
Comon and let's be free
Refrain
Now wait
and if you could would you please?
How many ill MC's are capturing the mass?
One Hits
They do the little do
But just a day or two but then they never last.
Ringtones
The Labels cashin' in
They think they gonna win
of this phonomenon
Thinkin'
I'm thinkin' out to me
But the music carry me
Let the music carry ya
Get down
(make it easy)
good God make it easier now
(good God make it easier now)
Get down
(man and woman get down)
good God make it easier now
(good God make it easier now)
Get down
(man and woman get down)
a dooga dooga dooga dooga duh doo
Man and woman be patrollin the earth
puttin shit in the game
citizens of the world, we runnin out
precious time is a grain of sand
ignored by the hand
(work hard man everyday)
work hard man everyday
(for who?) for another man's plan
man orders woman when he come how
get your ass in the air
(my woman wants it just as much as I do)
woman wants it just as much as he does
but makes as if she don't care
man and woman in this thing where I'm from
be havin things on their mind
minimum wage and the internet page (she cry)
protect themselves from crime
the bluest collar on the brownest of skin
white, yellow, red too
they don't care who it is, they watchin you
conspiracies so you might as well dance
gettin down Zulu
man/woman yeah you might as well dance
gettin down Zulu
c'mon, c'mon
(chorus)
gettin down is somethin between
woman and man
one minute we're so far apart and then
together we stand
gettin down is somethin between
woman and man
one minute we're so far apart and then
together we stand
men and women what's goin on inside our minds
oh no, sing it one more time c'mon
gettin down is somethin between
woman and man
one minute we're so far apart and then
together we stand
check it out
red man was the first on the continent
this you gotta understand
woman not behind him, she's right beside him there
and they both toil land
white man fightin for independence from
an old empire
woman makes a flag for a new nation and
let's the flag waves high
black woman is stripped of her kingdom and
bought the breastfeeding new
black man, mentally, he broke it too
but the cream always rise to the top
that's what men and women do
man/woman always doin the dance
one wops, one pops
we'd be lucky if we both found a groove
that we both can lock
can man be stronger if a woman is there?
I would have to say yes
can women make it without men being there?
she would have to be blessed
woman and man are the spiritual forces
brought together to live
good thing its many of us here in the world today
find a good one to give
let's go, c'mon
good God make it easier now
get down
good God make it easier now
get down
a dooga dooga dooga dooga duh doo
My brother Shaka would have wanted me to do it like this
So raise the glasses for all the lost ones in your life
Dilla dawg and master wow, what up with Emmy
Is well to propel with the spirit of the mic
Even if you have one person with you when it's hard
That makes it easy, celebrate them let know just who they are
Because of these experiences, I have some control
On the microphone and roll elevating to the stars
Her's a demonstration, with the excellence
Reverse the pandemic that's filled with pestilence
Who has his finger on the post of the b-boy
Serving fees with the stream of a deep boy
Who's well connected, you must respect it
I'm dippin' with the spirits mentioned on this record
Hopefully this serves as motivation
The never sayin' docon-sensation
Put my stamp on it, the mic clamps on it
Mama I know let me put little thamp on it
Blade running through the day of agility
Staying gunning make way for possibilities
It's the capital Q, rap it'll do
What I want it to, it's like taming a shrew
Living life experiencing proportions
Knowing better, I've experienced distortions
And through the in and outs, of life's revolving doors
I'mma see that, I'm still getting more
Yeah, I'm comin' in, I'm gonna see my friend
To the top floor, seems it never ends
Heaven never ends, yeah, it never ends
It be goin' on, it's phenomenon, like a new born
Or a Stevie song, it be going on
Do ya fell it, do ya feel it, do ya feel it?
Do ya feel it, do ya feel it
Snare drum goes
My brother Shaka would have wanted me to say this to y'all
Don't lose sight y'all without giving a fight
I'm channeling well and Irvine, Mr. clean
He would have wanted me to say what I mean
And mean get it right
Dilla having you in my past has been a blast
You've inspired so many and forever will you last
And to my father yo your spirit is draping me
Never escapin' me, I'm happy that I had you in my past
Let's go
(Let's go)
Let's go
(Let's go)
Let's go
(feat. D'Angelo)
[D'Angelo:]
I believe... that's love, that's love
I believe... that's love
I believe... that's love, that's love
I believe... that's love
I believe... love, love
[Q-Tip:]
Uh, of the things we believe
There's a whole lot of work, we should roll up our sleeves
And we got to hold firm when fateful sight conceiving
Why doubt your plans? Cause it's all worth believing
We can make it work, do believe that
Weave mistrust in the dust and believe fact
We can achieve tact by tuning out negative feedback
Naysayers can hate, we concentrate to bring belief back
Into ourselves, into the world, into the rap game
Emcees are miserable, their music should be leaving mics maimed
Man, look we holding out for the truth
If we alone in the Louvre we gone hold for the proof
Man put it in believing, believe in believing
Seeing ain't believing, it's the feeling that we needing
Believe in each other, put the question to the system
They promising returns? Then question what you getting
We should believe in the reasons we existing
Time for Renaissance to reawaken what is withered
Believe kid, confirm, make it is what it isn't
Sometimes I wish I had belief when I didn't
[D'Angelo:]
I believe... that's love
I believe... that's love, that's love
[Q-Tip:]
In the land of make-believe, time to make unbelieve believable
Taking belief to the realm of the real
Believing this shit that's force-fed through the media
Believe it is real when it's really a raw deal
Never disbelieve when you see human miracle
Like ghetto children shining bright in Babylon
Believe in that, don't believe in stats to the contrary
Gotta be wary of them theories, carry on
People find belief when they don't find identity
Believe in your friends, don't believe in your enemies
Mountains of doubts and disbelief right in front of you
Troops on the other side, what you gon' do?
[D'Angelo:]
Oooh... oooh, oooh, heeey
Ooh that's love, that's love
Oooh... oooh, oooh, heeey
Ooh that's love, that's love
I believe...
I believe...
Gettin up
C'mon we gettin up
ooh we gettin up
ah, yeah shorty work it
where you goin
Sent you a message, sent you a email
hasty decisions we made still prevail
both needed breaks, we both needed to bail
walkin through the corridors of my mind
the hideaways and jokes and things were good times
memories certainly, yes they still bind
still a common man, oh yeah that's for sure
still a bank roll, and yeah still couture
but man this thing we had was much more
come back home, don't be out in the world
it's a rat race and no place for a girl
amongst the scavengers I found a pretty pearl
it's for the faint of heart who never get enough
gotta get tough buckle 'em up we call 'em guts
and we, and we, and we, ahh
(We gotta)Gettin up, (we gotta) Gettin up
(today is nice, c'mon I say we) Gettin up
I say we gettin up, I say we gettin up
(I say we) Gettin up, (I say we) Gettin up
(tonight is right, c'mon we gon') Gettin up
I say we gettin up, I say we gettin up
Come over here baby, don't look so grumpy
this kind of lifestyle could be so comfy
we can start a clan just like the Kennedys
You and I again, certainly we can expand
feelings that should never end,
you respect me like a friend
but love me like your man
no other could contend
and we could be like those exposed to history
like staying with each other w/truth and chivalry
the things we go through they shape identity
yes pretty, let's do this all night
consummate this thing and make it all right
and when we cuddle up I promise that I'll bite
Chorus
I like to watch everybody gravitate towards you
your magneticism makes them all come through
the same way you got them, you got me too
now look our lives' are so colorful
a wonderful spectrum, not one tone dull
full of excitement and not one lull
we had an understanding, oh yes we did
I'm bringin it back, I'm puttin in my bid
have a couple of kids, and have a couple of cribs
We like Ruby Dee and Ossie, Martin and Coretta
doin it til death, no one can do it better
when we leave our physical,
our spirits still together
so c'mon now here's a placement for your hand
you're rockin with the #1 MC man
the #1 controller all right through the land
The people at the label say they want something to repeat
But all my people really want something for the streets
So keep hooking
Hey ya'll what's goin on?
So keep hooking
It's time yo word is bond
So keep hooking
Let's do what we must do
So keep hooking
ah ah ah let's hear for
Keep keep
Who can make it up, dark age is here in rap
And the constant conversation has been let's bring it back
Corny rap style niggas they lack the pedigree
Deep waters they be in when they just a manatee
Who me I'm unaffected the Whale, the Hammerhead
The Magnanimous decision, unanimous, I am fed
What chu looking at, wait, I can help you with that
The Formidable, unforgettable painting Abstract
In the wall amongst them all from Tucson Michelle
A commodity, hot property, hears the morning bell
Guantanama bayin niggas deferring routes
Ya soliloquies are trash inferring that you got clout
Homie, whats that about? You should revisit your scheme
Before the scheme that seems real, reverts back to a dream
Into that pea head of yours
You aint commanding no tours
You seeing fee per deim
We seeing that in the doors
Plus a little bit more because she choosing the prettiest
Though while they is wittiest
On the low we the grittiest
Taking the task, these barbaric insurgents
From nursery rhyme niggas and play like they crime figures
Man, what could give you such a naive belief?
There's examples all around of careers being brief
The Luke Cage of the loose leaf page
Run and hide, comin out in the yard
Bonafied to be hard
So keep hooking
Keep hooking
Keep hooking
Keep hooking
Keep keep
So Keep hooking
Keep hooking
Keep hooking
Keep hooking
Keep keep
As if we reading pressures higher
We should all be that inspired
Too just lift it, take it higher
Peep the name that's on the flyer
The Midnight Marauder, low end theoretical
Ring tone rappers rockin shades are forgettable
Phantom of the rap world boo
Yo you puss in boots
Energy electricutes, looking for a love recruit
High definition for the fortunate you to view
Challenges with riches we will put you on strict review
Time to turn the tide around
Comin with the tribal sound
Brandishing these microphones, we outlaws in the town
Corruption in the pool pit, we witness the jam
Acquisition of materials the evil of man
Trickles down to MC's
We combat the disease
With the good and hardy measurement
A real rap sediment
Degenerate genes and your bodies the host
You need to open up wide while we give you the dose
Gather round
Gather round
Gather round
It's the hottest thing
Gather round
Gather round
Gather round
(verse I)
Sometimes I phase out when I look at the screen
And I think about my chance for me to intervene
And its up to me to bring back the hopeful
feeling in the music that you can quote
not saying that I hate it
'cause yeah, I kinda dig it
But what good is an ear if a Q-Tip isn't in it
So this year get in
and inform your friend
your boy from the hood
is on that shit again
he's upped the degrees
and dropped the mercury
to splash on the mass
from low to upperclass
and when the record spins
it sometimes blows a wind
a fickleness of fans
they sometimes hate again
they always bring up Tribe by me
could not survive, I mean
this is my mans, I mean
this is my fams
and here's somethin' new
it's front row for you
so don't misconstrue
its tribal and true
my dudes who hustle hard
will stop your repetoire
as long as you can see
its you who's stayin' free
'cause life is filled with 'cerns
keep pills and little burns
and shit, I'm fuckin' up I mean
I'm trippin' out
but still there is a void
and people get annoyed
let's focus on the feel
before we get a deal
c'mon
(Chorus)
Figuring life can't be a thing
the wilderness is wild to me
but you're not alone I see we're just the same
figuring out where we should be
Figuring life can't be a thing
the wilderness is wild to me
but you're not alone I see we're just the same
(verse II)
Moving while we can
to put back on the street
let's take care of ours
and ensure we eat
and opening in
they critize the boys
without enmity
they lose all the noise
they can't keep us down
we're dominant and brown
and those of other shades
they join our parade
but wait, there's rain ahead
like Brit and Kevin Fed
and magazine debris
its shit you gotta see
I'm no diff'rent to you
I goes through it too
I thumbs through the page
I don't come of age
I'm not a deity
I'm far from perfect see
I roll a tumbleweed
this's just a humble seed
that i present to you
its just a mr. groove
with words of harmony
and soon a melody
that speaks to where we are
the door of hopes ajar
and soon we walkin' in
uplifted just to say
c'mon
Gettin up
C'mon we gettin up
ooh we gettin up
ah, yeah shorty work it
where you goin
Sent you a message, sent you a email
hasty decisions we made still prevail
both needed breaks, we both needed to bail
walkin through the corridors of my mind
the hideaways and jokes and things were good times
memories certainly, yes they still bind
still a common man, oh yeah that's for sure
still a bank roll, and yeah still couture
but man this thing we had was much more
come back home, don't be out in the world
it's a rat race and no place for a girl
amongst the scavengers I found a pretty pearl
it's for the faint of heart who never get enough
gotta get tough buckle 'em up we call 'em guts
and we, and we, and we, ahh
(We gotta)Gettin up, (we gotta) Gettin up
(today is nice, c'mon I say we) Gettin up
I say we gettin up, I say we gettin up
(I say we) Gettin up, (I say we) Gettin up
(tonight is right, c'mon we gon') Gettin up
I say we gettin up, I say we gettin up
Come over here baby, don't look so grumpy
this kind of lifestyle could be so comfy
we can start a clan just like the Kennedys
You and I again, certainly we can expand
feelings that should never end,
you respect me like a friend
but love me like your man
no other could contend
and we could be like those exposed to history
like staying with each other w/truth and chivalry
the things we go through they shape identity
yes pretty, let's do this all night
consummate this thing and make it all right
and when we cuddle up I promise that I'll bite
Chorus
I like to watch everybody gravitate towards you
your magneticism makes them all come through
the same way you got them, you got me too
now look our lives' are so colorful
a wonderful spectrum, not one tone dull
full of excitement and not one lull
we had an understanding, oh yes we did
I'm bringin it back, I'm puttin in my bid
have a couple of kids, and have a couple of cribs
We like Ruby Dee and Ossie, Martin and Coretta
doin it til death, no one can do it better
when we leave our physical,
our spirits still together
so c'mon now here's a placement for your hand
you're rockin with the #1 MC man
the #1 controller all right through the land
(Jessica Rivera)
"; Hmmm, so you're the one they're talkin' about.
Let me see if this is real.";
(Q-Tip)
When I do it, eyes lookin' at me when the
music should be the only thing you see. It's the
score to a cinematic oddity. Lettin'
off shit, hit your ass repeatedly. Acro-
batic, wha. I'll pull something through your chest-piece.
Before she came home, pit-stopped breast be.
Watched the movie, and smoked a philly and
took a hit of D. She actin' all silly and...
I pull the brothers in depressed situations. When the
thang hit the 'phere, we risin' up to the occassion.
You're killin' me wit' petty, little rap beat.
'No fingerprints' is how my expert-ass be.
While I'm at it, I'ma stand my ground right
here. Spotlight, where the chicks is found.
You see this little-ass club we in? Yo, it's
mine, intertwine, wink your bun, do it to the drum.
(Jessica Rivera)
"; Yeah, that's alright.
But I know you can do better than that! C'mon! C'mon!";
(Q-Tip)
Aiiight then. I guess we stand the same ground, same
page and wanna freak shit. I wanna
eat it, watch you beat it, cum
real hard than repeatin'. Yo!
The frivolous rap song he rap about
is no good. Remove all the crap about
my dogs is all in for the national.
No passion, then I guess they be cashin' out.
I keep my eyes on things and
I keep my shine on BLING!
My peoples ain't nothin' to toy wit'.
Professional, leavin' a boy stiff.
You doin' all while you're really talkin'.
You need to get gun or get walkin'.
This greedy-ass country we in? I guess it's
mine, intertwine, wink ya bun, do it to the drum.
(Jessica Rivera
Q-Tip
Both)
What 'chu really wanna do?
I wanna really do it right.
What 'chu really wanna do?
Grab ya hands, hug ya tight.
For real?
For real.
Well, what 'chu feel?
Well, what 'chu feel?
We can...
Do it. Do it. Do it.
Do it. Do it. Uh.
What 'chu really wanna do?
I wanna really do it right.
What 'chu really wanna do?
Grab ya hands, hug ya tight.
For real?
For real.
Well, what 'chu feel?
Well, what 'chu feel?
We can...
Do it. Do it. Do it.
Do it. Do it. Uh.
What 'chu really wanna do?
I wanna really do it right.
What 'chu really wanna do?
Grab ya hands, hug ya tight.
For real?
For real.
Well, what 'chu feel?
Well, what 'chu feel?
We can...
Do it. Do it. Do it.
Do it. Do it. Uh.
Do it. Do it.
Do it. Do it.
Do it. Do it.
Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it.
(Q-Tip)
"; So, I was wondering what would happen... how would you feel if
I... came inside your bedroom, I took off all your clothes, and
took all mines off. And, uh, I got the portable DVD thing...
and... got the... right connections. I stick it in and put on top
your spa basing to get you all fucked up over the bounce. And
QTip
Can you picture how a melody can stir into existance?
Rhythm section hits it and upholds it with persistanceyou start to see the colours
Filling in with intricate splashes by all the brothers
Michelle is on the joint, you mean Misindae Gayochello?
No wonder why the hump inside the joint is feeling ghettho
A medal or award should be giving to these heros for their
Empasis of revealing and bringing forth the feeling
I'm realing, poetic I say, a great proportion,
I hold my little nuances correct for this distortion.
But I say, why say? and who is to say, coz
Roy makes the tune what it is today.
Rhythmically, we in the slake of jeans, know what I mean?
Its only right that me and Mr Right we here from Queens
The overtone of funk is being driven by this music
Its the benevolence of Roy issued me this juris-provence
This beat, or rhymes hooded in the epitome
Im just a humble little germ, just a hipper version
Poetic I mean truly indeed her every steed
Just sprinkles with the essense of life to form my breed
Think about sweety while we give this to the needy
The musical expression is important for progression
Never stop learning lesson, and neither should y'all
Before we all stand, must acknowledge a fall
Before we get the bounce we got to reach for the ball
Before we ghettho strong we haf to get to a crawl
Check it out now, and dont you dare
Bobby Timmers did a joint called "That there"
Check it out now, and do your do
Ronny Foster did a joint called "Mr Brew"
Check it out now, its how we go
Check it out with my man Roy Hargrove - der der
Erykah
Hey (echoed)
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to the Appletree Cafe
Its getting real cribable on stage
I dunno, I got my man QTip
Cut me a few dollars tip
I dont know how comes god doubted you
Sheeez, She willby, remember, completely
Blast the staff furniture, so
rip dip in the house & zip dip hahh
Whos knows the way to go?
Please show me the way to go
Whos knows the way to go?
Please show me the way to go
I know the way to go
I'll show you the way to go
I know the way to go
I'll show you the way to go
Whos knows the way to go?
Please show me the way to go
Whos knows the way to go?
Please show me the way to go
I know the way to go
I'll show you the way to go
I know the way to go
I'll show you the way to go
Brothers lost, my head is running veins
Where to go, and where is God
Sometimes I get real mad, but I understand
I dont beat myself up too much about it
I give us tears, does he mourn for it?
Or joy in return? Those tears bring joy
That is what perplexes, make the sweetness last
Coz we're mourning for the joy, their hard to find
Be happy where you can, no sadness necessary,
No, no, it seems sometimes, you never get in bed
but its ok, its fair, yeah, ooooh
Nowhere to look, you got me mysteries
Use the stars as a guide, trying not to hide
The love inside, you know, you if you get... you get
I feel, I'm not ready yet, but I meet myself halfway
And I'll start a day, creating what i'm. living
Living for today, coz I'm ok, its ok
Whos knows the way to go?
Please show me the way to go
Whos knows the way to go?
Please show me the way to go
I know the way to go
I'll show you the way to go
I know the way to go
I'll show you the way to go
Whos knows the way to go?
Please show me the way to go
Whos knows the way to go?
Please show me the way to go
I know the way to go
Now that I know what is boy
For your epitaph niggers
Laugh, tricks that he gassed your ass
Siphon and not your cash
Seeing the door in a flash
While I stay enclosed
Walkin' out my clothes she said,
I won't trade him for nothing
You're mother fucking right
Walking this shit every night
Fin this shit? Hold it tight
Rina filma on my sleeve?
Even when I have to leave
Cooler than even in the breeze
Do you believe
I was waiting for nothin'
The one division leader
In the rebound new group of shorties
Off the post, goin' coast to coast
She on the hard ones, sub him out the game she sayin'
"naw, he good, I mean"
I won't trade him for nothing
For no amount of dough
Franchise this man
Give him all the things you can
Think long term plans
He be bringin in the fans
Front page magazine, listen to this lady scream
I won't trade him for nothing
Cause she know what's better her top and
Now a beckon on the flu
Like a runnin' with the nicest nigger
Kinda sorta?
When he's singing just to slaughter no matter the quarter
I won't trade him for nothing
The club house king
Batting practice Slugger swing,
Game time same thing
When I'm in about a minute
Holdin' the bat, as good as fat
She's out the park and comin back she's saying
I won't trade him for nothing
And for ray you say you get it good
If you were the ball player at all
And the famous fall inevitably will make a call
Hangin' memorabilia from you walls
This is why you can't trade me
I won't trade him for nothing
Now that I know what is boy
You can bet your money on a sure thing
Certain profit's what it brings
Ceremonies of the ringer in the white house wing
Clear your mantle, the trophies I bring, do you wanna trade?
I won't trade him for nothing
'Cause in the air? there's a teammate you're lookin' for
Back-shoot and aughter ball?
Leaves it all on the floor
Always lookin' to score
Pep talks in the locker room
This is why you sing this tune
I won't trade him for nothing
And then you reach Can't make me sit out
I go 'til you get out
Her ball no get out
An all night get-down
I train for the pressure
And come out fresher
Equipped for the game
You know my name, it makes me better
I cheer for the whole team
Let's go for the whole thing
The ballots that you're holding
MVP voting
And I represent the sentiment you're emoting
And you say
I won't trade him for nothing
The physical ability with mental capability
Legitimately faces me outside of your vicinity
And I ain't really seein' me
Vacating this community I'm staying in
I won't trade him for nothing
I'm glad that you feel this way,
Here is where I like to play
Need to hear it everyday
They cheer for me, say "Olay!"
Wait a minute, "Andale?"
Just feelin' things out for real, ya know?
Just wanna do me for real, ya know?
No reason to make it complicated for feelin' agitated
You love it or you hate it, fuck it
Desperation, jumpin' off of street corners here
Hustlahz lookin' for buzz like 'pop one in here'
Local state officials, man, they out of touch
Getting money for some, aiyo, ain't nothin' much
But yo, let them tell it, we smoke it and we sell it
You don't understand, so don't tell it
You sneakin' souls just for phat diamond golds
'Cuz our lady friends have likings for designer clothes
People in my hood think if I'm lookin' raggedy
Then the cat is just a weak link
In the very fake chain of oppression
If television taught me any lesson, it's
Image is Nothing', but yo I got a thirst
Nothing, but yo I got a thirst
Nothing, but yo I got a thirst, what's first?
Your rings or your purse?
Oh boy, oh boy
Make your wagers back there
Step lively, women and children first
The world is coming to an end
Come on now, we're looking at the end
We have to leave them
We have to leave all our paraphernalia behind, let's go this way
Were lookin' at the end lets go move into the back there, let's go
It's kinda scary you see
How fucked up things can be
Each time you take a bath
How it could have been your last
There's so much shit around us
Things we can't even see, is this the end of our line?
That's where I wanna be, that's where I wanna be
That's where I want to be, that's where I want to be
End of the line, end of time
End of the line, end of time
End of the line, end of time
Let's talk about these things we see walking across the land
Let's talk about these joints I got, every body get down
Let's talk about these things we see
Let's talk about these joints I got
Let's talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take and the jobs we hold
And the land we stole and a buck or two
And the love for you and the things u do and
Let's talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take and the jobs we hold
And the land we stole and a buck or two
And the love for you and the things u do and
Let's talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take and the jobs we hold
And the land we stole and a buck or two
And the love for you and the things u do and
Let's talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take and the jobs we hold
And the land we stole and a buck or two
And the love for you and the things u do and
I puff L's with ladies and gentlemen
I break spells with faith in a burst of wind
Others talk but, what they talk about?
Who could walk but live what they walkabout
A calm head in the middle of wartime
People go down just so they could get more shine
Girls wave your flag and surrender your faculty
Niggaz got geez but its not really mack to me
Keep it soft like we killers and often gat
You walking on me guaranteed you be crawling back
Abstract see it like this is the king in you
Allies living one more if I'm fuckin' too
Dogs don't eat it up increase they feedin' time
I'll be damned if a mutt starts eating mine
Let's stay clubbed out the moon makes it whistle
Pants gripped your ass now I hope they don't fall apart
Look around you tell me who else is shining girl
Fat rapping cats on my dick they just whining girl
That's just the magnetism that a Queens fella has
Range rover gism and he fronting with his Lexus ass
But watch I'ma drop to a bronco
See me in your Bentley nigga just honk yo!
And just know that your man too can get that
And just though that I don't really wet that
And just know that this nigga here flips tracks
Ooh what, whose ya, pain and slip dat
The illest regiment is what I represent
Get us mad you gonna see the way gorillas went
Mactime I need a diamond at least a friend
I fear Allah he has no start and he has no end
We raise the roof up and tear the fuck up off
Bucking hard like the coast guard, who's soft?
Just talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take and the jobs we hold
And the land we stole and a buck or two
And the love for you and the things u do and
Let's talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take and the jobs we hold
And the land we stole and a buck or two
And the love for you and the things u do
Let's talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take and the jobs we hold
And the land we stole and a buck or two
And the love for you and the things u do
Let's talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take and the jobs we hold
And the land we stole and a buck or two
And the love for you and the things u do and
Let's talk about the rules I bring
And the things we take and the jobs we hold
And the land we stole and a buck or two
And it, and it begins, he walks outside for a cigarette break
And thinks how many cigarettes does it take
He takes a long drag with the sun in his eye
He squints, he thinks, he starts to sigh
Sometimes he cry
When he think about his girlfriend on his side
She held him down, she made him better
Fought the love through the fucked up weather
And she thinking about her life
With no more work, just being a wife
But instead her love she gave it to a man
Who fought against her lovely plans
So when she go to work plus go to school
Plus fight the love she must feel like a fool
She want the ease that come after pain
She fights for love, that's her campaign
We fight, we love
We fight and love so much
Sometimes I get confused of who we are
Maybe if we just stop and chat a bit
We'll find out who we are
We fight and love so much
Sometimes I get confused of who we are
Maybe if we just stop and chat a bit
We'll find out who we are
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
We just keep on
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
We just keep on
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
And it, and it begins, he's off the ball
He left his friends, he ain't home no more
He's in a place that's far away
Where he can't understand what they say
They say salaam, they carry bombs
Into crowded places and cause alarm
You're the infidel who's uninvited
But really an American boy who's slighted
It ain't your fault, you want identity
So you join this big fraternity
You get to travel the world, it's cheaper than college
And you get guns and you get knowledge
Looking for your soul and WMD's
You can't find nothing 'cause it's empty
You got your gun and he's your friend
And he's your man until the end
We fight, we love
We fight and love so much
Sometimes I get confused of who we are
Maybe if we just stop and chat a bit
We'll find out who we are
We fight and love so much
Sometimes I get confused of who we are
Maybe if we just stop and chat a bit
We'll find out who we are
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
We just keep on
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
We just keep on
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
We just keep on
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
We just keep on
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit
Fighting just a little bit
Loving just a little bit more
Fighting just a little bit