Consequence, A Tribe Called Quest - Motivators lyrics

We be the number one motivators
Ghetto mentality and the innovators (vators)
Some of y'all may really hate us
But we won't be soft
All we wanna do is rock

We be the crew that presents
That old wicked instrumental
Damagin' your mental from here to Sacramento
This here groove was made
For vintage freestylin'
Feelin' like I'm chillin' on
A Caribbean island
Rugged raw material is what we bring forth
A Tribe Called Quest
We representin' up North
'Quence got you taken in the back
Actin' all silly
Kickin' freestyle raps, rollin' up Phillies

It's the four man fiasco
In charge like Roscoe
Now you get the picture like Picasso
We make it happen when
These niggas start rappin'
Who this, captain?
Stick out your hand, you gets no dap and
I got the Razor, got the Phife
I got the Shaheed
Now, all you shorties move your
Ass while you puff weed
Blessin' fans with autographs of my past
While other rappers get gassed
They be defeatin' the task

Yo, if I ruled the world
It wouldn't be that gassed shit
Niggas'd mix it like swirl
'Cause half of you G's ain't
Nothin' but girl scouts
And I'mma show you what it's all about
Aw, yeah! That's what you say when
My love's in your mouth
Without a doubt, I cut MC's like the cord
'Cause I does more than that
MC from The Lords
While you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser
And rappin' ain't what you slackin' in
I'm knockin' MC's outta
Action like abstinence
Rockin' since Kiss My Dick
Was kickin' that Peachfuzz
Cuz, you might be on drugs

We be the number one motivators
Ghetto mentality and the innovators
Some of y'all may really hate us
But we won't be soft
All we wanna do is rock the floor

To all my people 'cross the state
Who sit back and contemplate
Motivate, I motivate
To all my people 'cross the land who
Get they feet stuck in sand
Motivate, I motivate y'all

A yo, I stay with somethin' new
But not Granddaddy IU
Stay tuned, live from the L-B-Q
A yo, it's just the same guy
Swingin' on your block
You know how I get down like
Heather B with them Glocks
I came to lead my team
To victory like Hayden Fox
'Cause heads ain't ready for
The willie I got yanahmean, slim? I does my
Thing like Ben Grimm
Leavin' crews in shades of black
And blue like Rakim and if you don't know
You better ask another
It's like 1-9-2 when we rollin' Deep Cover
So don't shut down on the Razor
'Cause in the 9-Live we steppin' through
Hotter than the Trail Blazers and in Queens
I be a legend like Richard Dean
Son, I got a scheme
That Hakeem couldn't dream
While you be Sam Cassell'n
Queens keep it live
Who the hell you tellin'?
(Can't front on the Tribe)

Let me tell you why I be
The top dog in the industry (Why's that?)
Because all these so-called mutts
Are not seein' me (Say word)
They too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3
They can't MC
I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D
My style is deadly, word bond
Act like you fuckin' know
Been writin' rhymes ever since Ray
Parker sang with Raydio
Your style is played out like
A two-tone down goose
You couldn't Converse if you
Had fuckin' react juice
So hold your corner as I start
To bless this mic in here
I'm eatin' through your crew
Like Stephen King's Langoliers
Try bite my steez, word to God
I'm gonna hurt you
(Will y'all fall off?) Will
Laura fuck Urkel? Never
Here comes the funk, smell the aroma
Kid, my shit's the bomb
Ask my peeps in Oklahoma
To all my people 'cross state
Who sit back and contemplate
Motivate, I motivate y'all
To all my people 'cross land who
Get stuck in quick sand
Motivate, I motivate y'all
To all my peoples everywhere
Throw yo' mitts in the air
Motivate, motivate, motivate, motivate
Can't do nuthin' for your frontin'
Get involved and do somethin'
Motivate, motivate, I motivate, I motivate
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