Go Hard Lyrics by Q-Tip

Go Hard Lyrics

    [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
    you didn't even really play tell me why did you start

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