A Tribe Called Quest - Mind Power Lyrics
Q-tip:Your new lesson is to realize the mission when you hear itMcin, see I got this in my spiritI got verses like mahalia singin church hymnsSo strap up because you skatin on ice thats wild thinA weak foundation doesnt make a good homeThats why mine is built on chrome microphonesWe bout to do it theoretically, insteadibly, to the medleyCome onIts the complete kamal, unique, fareed, breedThatll keep you broke down like a horse 5 speedSo move buddy, a yo we got to get this moneyIn this land of dead and crummy, aint a damn thing funnyA yo, shout out to mobb deep, the extra pBusta rhymes, de la, the j beez, so dont sleepWe got reality for the carriageStayin sincere to this, so I know we gonna manageGive me, liberty in mass amounts and swiss bank accountsWith the sustainer, itll be realSo me and my brothas, we can sit down and buildLike rampage with that last boy scout appealWe got that silk, satin, manhattan intelligence feelThat keeps everything on even keelsSo all you slow brothas talkin yang, ya poo tangNow, we gonna show you how the real crew bangConsequence:A yo, I bring it to you live kid, queens niggaz love staticYour raps had it, braggin more numbers than mathematicsI get brains on progmatic from leavin wet dreams shatteredThats the same copy gettin in your mug shotI stays hot like summertime on lbq and boo booThe love shack is 192, my joints smoothTo watch them niggaz fall like linqueI keeps it brand new like school shoppinIts on and poppinThe club peeps this niggas steez like rayonYou get laid off while Ill be gamin ghetto girl like 8-offThe verdicts in, I be the look of blendinGive up your goods cuz its the start of your endinQ-tip:(where ya at? ) we seein life for what it is(where ya at? ) we get this money for these kids(where ya at? ) we bout to build the foundation(where ya at? )Phife:Now, all that glock totin trash you talk will not prevailIts stale, youll either be dead or in jailI keeps it realer than the local one millDenouncin tough guy wannabes that look smoother than silkThats the sound of the man gettin yanked off the stageTryin to front like he mad paidSuckin so bad, we threw his mama off the train (insane)Mcs are just givin it all away (ok)Who said him know about the quest type sound?Mess around and get your ass knocked down (clown)I dedicate this to the posers that play hardYou wanna hear some rhymes, well come bring your bodyguardSo he can peep the worldwide willie that we displayLeavin all mcs in complete disarrayI beez a veteran mc, crushin crews for yearsYou frontin hard, when you softer than the berenstain bearsYeah, chumps be like phife, that aint fair***** outta here, do I look like I careCome off my stage, before I grab ya neck and handle yaWet ya like punani, then dry you like canadaShaheed muhammads on the gemini mixerPeace to derrick coleman, mad max and the sixersIm cappin hard cuz I got this rap shit sold>from linden boulevard down to cascade roadYou know my steez, I treat hip hop like a sportHoldin down fort up on martinique court like...Q-tip:(where ya at? ) we seein life for what it is(where ya at? ) we get this money for these kids(where ya at? ) we bout to build the foundation(where ya at? ) we gonna start the zulu nation(where ya at? ) come on, come on(where ya at? ) we gonna put it all together(where ya at? ) no matter what the hell the weather(where ya at? )Uh, uh, mind power (5x)Uh, uh, kickin willie is good, all throughout your whole hoodBut we gotta start with the spirit first yallMind power
