Mind Power - A Tribe Called Quest F/ Consequence

Q-Tip: 
Your new lesson is to realize the mission when you hear it 
MCin, 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 5 speed 
So move buddy, a yo we got to get this money 
In this land of dead and crummy, ain't a damn 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 

Consequence: 
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 LBQ and boo boo 
The love shack is 192, 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 nigga's steez like rayon 
You get laid off while I'll be gamin ghetto girl like 8-Off 
The verdict's in, I be the look of blendin 
Give up your goods cuz it's the start of your endin 


Q-Tip: 
(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?) 

Phife: 
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) 
MCs are just givin it all away (OK) 
Who said him know about the Quest type sound? 
Mess around and get your ass 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 MCs in complete disarray 
I beez a veteran MC, crushin crews for years 
You frontin hard, when you softer than the Berenstain Bears 
Yeah, chumps be like "Phife, that ain't fair" 
Fuck 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 shit 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... 

Q-Tip: 
(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?) 

Uh, uh, mind power (5X) 
Uh, uh, kickin willie is good, all throughout your whole hood 
But we gotta start with the spirit first y'all 
Mind power