A Tribe Called Quest - Mind Power скачать mp3

So funky, so funky, I said, So funky, I said, so funky 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 singing church hymns So strap up because you skating 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, ah-yo we got to get this money In this land of dead and crummy, ain't a damn thing funny 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 brothers, we can sit down and meal 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 brothers talking 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 *****s love static Your rap's had it, bragging more numbers than mathematics I get brains on progmatic from leaving wet dreams shattered That's the same copy getting 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 *****s fall like Linque I keeps it brand new like school shopping It's on and popping The club peeps this *****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 blending Give up your goods 'cause it's the start of your ending (Where ya at?) We seeing 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?) Now, all that glock toting 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 Denouncing tough guy wannabes that look smoother than silk That's the sound of the man getting yanked off the stage Trying to front like he mad paid Sucking so bad, we threw his mama off the train (insane) MCs are just giving it all away (OK) Who said him know about the Quest type sound? Mess around and get your *** knocked down (clown) I dedicate this to the posers that play hard You want to hear some rhymes, well come bring your bodyguard So he can peep the worldwide Willie that we display Leaving all MC's in complete disarray I be's a veteran MC, crushing crews for years You fronting hard, when you softer than the Bernstein Bears Yeah, chumps be like "Phife, that ain't fair" **** 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 'cause I got this rap **** sold From Linden Boulevard down to Cascade Road You know my steez, I treat hip hop like a sport Holding down fort up on Martinique Court like (Where ya at?) We seeing 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 (Repeat: x5] Uh, uh, kicking Willie is good, all throughout your