Motivators Lyrics

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Motivators Lyrics


chorus:We be the number one motivatorsGhetto mentality and the innovatorsSome of y'all may really hate usBut we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rockPhife:We be the crew that presents it on wicked instrumentalDamagin your mental, from here to SacramentoThis here groove was made for vintage freestylinFeelin like I'm chillin on a Caribbean islandRugged, raw material is what we bring forthA Tribe Called Quest, we representin up NorthWhat's that you're sayin in the back, actin all sillyKickin freestyle raps, rollin up philliesQ-Tip:It's the four man fiasco in charge like RoscoeNow you get the picture like PicassoWe make it happen when these niggaz start rappinWho this, captain?Stick out your hand, you gets no dap and..I got the Razor, got the Phife, I got the ShaheedNow all you shorties move your ass while you puff weedBlessin fans with autographs in my pathsWhile other rappers get gassed, they be defeating the taskConsequence:Yo, if I ruled the worldIt wouldn't be that gassed shit, niggaz will make the light swirlCuz after you G, ain't nuthin but Girl...ScoutsAnd I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)Is what you say when my love is in your mouthWithout a doubt, I cut MCs like the cordCuz I does more than that MC from The LordsWhile you be froggin like Bud-wei-serAnd rappin is what you slackin inI'm knockin MCs outta action like abstinanceRockin since kiss my dick was kickin assPeachfuzz, cuz...you might be on drugschorus:Q-Tip:To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplateMotivate, I motivateTo all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sandMotivate, I motivate y'allConsequence:A yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.Stay tuned, live from the L-B-QA yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your blockYou know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocksI came to lead my team to victory like Hayden FoxCuz heads ain't ready for the willie I gotYa naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grimLeavin crews in state of black and blue like RakimAnd if you don't know, you better ask anotherIt's like 192 when we rollin deep coverSo don't shut down on the RazorCuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail BlazersAnd in Queens, I be a legend like Richard DeanSon, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dreamWhile you be standin sellin, Queens keep it liveWho the hell you tellin (Kim from the Tribe)Phife:Let me tell you why I be the top dog in the industryBecause all these so-called mutts are not seein meThey too busy eatin cycles 1, 2 and 3They can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin Droopy DMy style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin knowBeen writin rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with RadioYou're style is played out like a two-tone down gooseYou couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juiceSo hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in hereI'm eatin through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layersChop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you(Will y'all fall off?) Will Laura fuck Urkel?Never, here comes the funk, smell the aromaKid, my shit's the bomb, ask my peeps from OklahomaQ-Tip:To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplateMotivate, I motivate, I motivate y'allTo all my people across the land who get stuck in great sandMotivate, I motivate y'allTo all my peoples everywhere throw your mitts in the airMotivate, motivate, motivate, motivateCan't do nuthin for your frontin, get involved and do somethinMotivate, motivate, I motivate, I motivate, I moti...

A Tribe Called Quest Motivators