[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