Mind Power - A Tribe Called Quest

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Your new lesson is to realize the mission when you hear it

M C in see I got this in my spirit

I got verses like Mahalia singin' church hymns

So strap up because you skatin on ice that's wild thin

A weak foundation doesn't make a good home

That's why mine is built on chrome microphones

We 'bout to do it theoretically insteadibly to the medley

Come on

It's the complete Kamal unique Fareed breed

That'll keep you broke down like a horse five speed

So move buddy a yo we got to get this money

In this land of dead and crummy ain't a d**n thing funny

A yo shout out to Mobb Deep the Extra P

Busta Rhymes De La the J Beez so don't sleep

We got reality for the carriage

Stayin sincere to this so I know we gonna manage

Give me Liberty in mass amounts and Swiss bank accounts

With the sustainer it'll be real

So me and my brothas we can sit down and build

Like rampage with that last boy scout appeal

We got that silk satin Manhattan intelligence feel

That keeps everything on even keels

So all you slow brothas talkin yang ya poo tang

Now we gonna show you how the real crew bang

A yo I bring it to you live

Kid Queens niggaz love static

Your rap's had it braggin more numbers than mathematics

I get brains on progmatic from leavin wet dreams shattered

That's the same copy gettin in your mug shot

I stays hot like summertime on L B Q and boo boo

The love shack is one nine two my joint's smooth

To watch them niggaz fall like Linque

I keeps it brand new like school shoppin

It's on and poppin

The club peeps this ni**a's steez like rayon

You get laid off while I'll be gamin ghetto girl

Like eight off

The verdict's in I be the look of blendin

Give up your goods 'cuz it's the start of your endin

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 at at at at

Now all that glock totin' trash you talk will not prevail

It's stale you'll either be dead or in jail

I keeps it realer than the local one mill

Denouncin tough guy wannabes that look smoother than silk

That's the sound of the man gettin yanked off the stage

Tryin to front like he mad paid

Suckin so bad we threw his mama off the train insane

M Cs are just givin it all away O K

Who said him know about the quest type sound

Sound

Mess around and get your a** knocked down clown

I dedicate this to the posers that play hard

You wanna hear some rhymes well come bring your bodyguard

So he can peep the worldwide Willie that we display

Leavin all M Cs in complete disarray

I beez a veteran M C crushin crews for years

You frontin hard when you softer than the Berenstain Bears

Yeah chumps be like Phife that ain't fair

F**k outta here do I look like I care

Come off my stage before I grab ya neck and handle ya

Wet ya like punani then dry you like Canada

Shaheed Muhammad's on the Gemini mixer

Peace to Derrick Coleman Mad Max and the Sixers

I'm cappin hard 'cuz I got this rap sh*t sold

From Linden Boulevard down to Cascade Road

You know my steez I treat hip hop like a sport

Holdin down fort up on Martinique Court like

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 at at at at

Uh uh mind power

Uh uh mind power

Uh uh mind power

Uh uh mind power

Uh uh mind power

Uh uh kickin willie is good all throughout your whole hood

But we gotta start with the spirit first y'all

Mind power