Motivators Lyrics by A Tribe Called Quest

Motivators Lyrics

    Chorus:
    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

    Phife:
    We be the crew that presents it on 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
    What's that you're sayin in the back, actin all silly
    Kickin freestyle raps, rollin up phillies

    Q-tip:
    It's the four man fiasco in charge like roscoe
    Now you get the picture like picasso
    We make it happen when these niggaz 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 in my paths
    While other rappers get gassed, they be defeating the task

    Consequence:
    Yo, if i ruled the world
    It wouldn't be that gassed shit, niggaz will make the light swirl
    Cuz after you g, ain't nuthin but girl...scouts
    And i'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)
    Is what you say when my love is in your mouth
    Without a doubt, i cut mcs like the cord
    Cuz i does more than that mc from the lords
    While you be froggin like bud-wei-ser
    And rappin is what you slackin in
    I'm knockin mcs outta action like abstinance
    Rockin since kiss my dick was kickin ass
    Peachfuzz, cuz...you might be on drugs

    Chorus:

    Q-tip:
    To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate
    Motivate, i motivate
    To all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand
    Motivate, i motivate y'all

    Consequence:
    A yo, i speak with something new but not granddaddy i.u.
    Stay tuned, live from the l-b-q
    A yo, it's destined st. john, i swing 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
    Cuz heads ain't ready for the willie i got
    Ya naw'mean slim, i dug my thing like them grim
    Leavin crews in state of black and blue like rakim
    And if you don't know, you better ask another
    It's like 192 when we rollin deep cover
    So don't shut down on the razor
    Cuz in the 9-live we steppin through hotter than the trail blazers
    And in queens, i be a legend like richard dean
    Son, i gotta team that hakeem couldn't dream
    While you be standin sellin, queens keep it live
    Who the hell you tellin (kim from the tribe)

    Phife:
    Let me tell you why i be the top dog in the industry
    Because all these so-called mutts are not seein me
    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 radio
    You're 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 fuckin bless this mic in here
    I'm eatin through your crew like stephen king's ankle layers
    Chop 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 aroma
    Kid, my shit's the bomb, ask my peeps from oklahoma

    Q-tip:
    To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate
    Motivate, i motivate, i motivate y'all
    To all my people across the land who get stuck in great sand
    Motivate, i motivate y'all
    To all my peoples everywhere throw your 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, i moti...

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