[{"id":22542884,"name":"Motivators","trackName":"Motivators","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"New School \"Funky Tribe\" Mixes","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We be the number one motivators\nGhetto mentality and the innovators\nSome of y'all may really hate us\nBut we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n\nWe be the crew that presents it on wicked instrumental\nDamagin' your mental, from here to Sacramento\nThis here groove was made for vintage freestylin'\nFeelin like I'm chillin' on a Caribbean island\nRugged, raw material is what we bring forth\nA Tribe Called Quest, we representin' up North\nWhat's that you're sayin' in the back, actin' all silly\nKickin' freestyle raps, rollin' up phillies\n\nIt's the four man fiasco in charge like Roscoe\nNow you get the picture like Picasso\nWe make it happen when these niggaz start rappin'\nWho this, captain?\nStick out your hand, you gets no dap and.\nI got the Razor, got the Phife, I got the Shaheed\nNow all you shorties move your ass while you puff weed\nBlessin' fans with autographs in my paths\nWhile other rappers get gassed, they be defeating the task\n\nYo, if I ruled the world\nIt wouldn't be that gassed shit, niggaz will make the light swirl\nCuz after you G, ain't nuthin' but Girl... Scouts\nAnd I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\nIs what you say when my love is in your mouth\nWithout a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\nCuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\nWhile you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\nAnd rappin' is what you slackin' in\nI'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\nRockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\nPeachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n\nWe be the number one motivators\nGhetto mentality and the innovators\nSome of y'all may really hate us\nBut we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n\nTo all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\nMotivate, I motivate\nTo all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\nMotivate, I motivate y'all\n\nA yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\nStay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\nA yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\nYou know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\nI came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\nCuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\nYa naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\nLeavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\nAnd if you don't know, you better ask another\nIt's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\nSo don't shut down on the Razor\nCuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\nAnd in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\nSon, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\nWhile you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\nWho the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n\nLet me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\nBecause all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\nThey too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\nThey can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\nMy style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\nBeen writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\nYou're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\nYou couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\nSo hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\nI'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\nChop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n(Will y'all fall off?) Will Laura fuck Urkel?\nNever, here comes the funk, smell the aroma\nKid, my shit's the bomb, ask my peeps from Oklahoma\n\nTo all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\nMotivate, I motivate, I motivate y'all\nTo all my people across the land who get stuck in great sand\nMotivate, I motivate y'all\nTo all my peoples everywhere throw your mitts in the air\nMotivate, motivate, motivate, motivate\nCan't do nuthin' for your frontin', get involved and do somethin'\nMotivate, motivate, I motivate, I motivate, I moti...","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.23] We be the number one motivators\n[00:02.64] Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n[00:04.94] Some of y'all may really hate us\n[00:07.51] But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n[00:10.36] We be the crew that presents it on wicked instrumental\n[00:13.28] Damagin' your mental, from here to Sacramento\n[00:15.76] This here groove was made for vintage freestylin'\n[00:18.49] Feelin like I'm chillin' on a Caribbean island\n[00:21.47] Rugged, raw material is what we bring forth\n[00:23.75] A Tribe Called Quest, we representin' up North\n[00:26.28] What's that you're sayin' in the back, actin' all silly\n[00:28.94] Kickin' freestyle raps, rollin' up phillies\n[00:31.52] It's the four man fiasco in charge like Roscoe\n[00:34.72] Now you get the picture like Picasso\n[00:36.68] We make it happen when these niggaz start rappin'\n[00:39.27] Who this, captain?\n[00:39.94] Stick out your hand, you gets no dap and.\n[00:41.96] I got the Razor, got the Phife, I got the Shaheed\n[00:44.55] Now all you shorties move your ass while you puff weed\n[00:47.14] Blessin' fans with autographs in my paths\n[00:49.20] While other rappers get gassed, they be defeating the task\n[00:51.96] Yo, if I ruled the world\n[00:54.31] It wouldn't be that gassed shit, niggaz will make the light swirl\n[00:56.97] Cuz after you G, ain't nuthin' but Girl... Scouts\n[01:01.53] And I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\n[01:02.58] Is what you say when my love is in your mouth\n[01:04.61] Without a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\n[01:07.35] Cuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\n[01:10.42] While you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\n[01:12.52] And rappin' is what you slackin' in\n[01:16.06] I'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\n[01:17.56] Rockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\n[01:20.25] Peachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n[01:22.81] We be the number one motivators\n[01:24.47] Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n[01:27.42] Some of y'all may really hate us\n[01:30.19] But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n[01:32.03] To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n[01:35.32] Motivate, I motivate\n[01:37.67] To all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\n[01:40.59] Motivate, I motivate y'all\n[01:42.90] A yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\n[01:45.61] Stay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\n[01:48.32] A yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\n[01:50.82] You know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\n[01:54.40] I came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\n[01:55.89] Cuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\n[01:58.36] Ya naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\n[02:01.26] Leavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\n[02:04.44] And if you don't know, you better ask another\n[02:06.21] It's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\n[02:09.07] So don't shut down on the Razor\n[02:11.01] Cuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n[02:14.02] And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n[02:16.84] Son, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\n[02:19.24] While you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\n[02:21.81] Who the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n[02:24.16] Let me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\n[02:26.98] Because all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\n[02:29.53] They too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\n[02:32.36] They can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\n[02:34.85] My style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\n[02:37.79] Been writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\n[02:39.82] You're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\n[02:42.36] You couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\n[02:45.27] So hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\n[02:47.55] I'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\n[02:50.36] Chop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n[02:52.60] (Will y'all fall off?) Will Laura fuck Urkel?\n[02:55.37] Never, here comes the funk, smell the aroma\n[02:57.63] Kid, my shit's the bomb, ask my peeps from Oklahoma\n[03:00.60] To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n[03:02.77] Motivate, I motivate, I motivate y'all\n[03:05.05] To all my people across the land who get stuck in great sand\n[03:10.62] Motivate, I motivate y'all\n[03:11.30] To all my peoples everywhere throw your mitts in the air\n[03:12.75] Motivate, motivate, motivate, motivate\n[03:15.61] Can't do nuthin' for your frontin', get involved and do somethin'\n[03:18.07] Motivate, motivate, I motivate, I motivate, I moti...\n[03:20.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Motivators\n  artist: A Tribe Called Quest\n  album: New School \"Funky Tribe\" Mixes\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We be the number one motivators\n  start_ms: 1230\n  end_ms: 2640\n- text: Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n  start_ms: 2640\n  end_ms: 4940\n- text: Some of y'all may really hate us\n  start_ms: 4940\n  end_ms: 7510\n- text: But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n  start_ms: 7510\n  end_ms: 10360\n- text: We be the crew that presents it on wicked instrumental\n  start_ms: 10360\n  end_ms: 13280\n- text: Damagin' your mental, from here to Sacramento\n  start_ms: 13280\n  end_ms: 15760\n- text: This here groove was made for vintage freestylin'\n  start_ms: 15760\n  end_ms: 18490\n- text: Feelin like I'm chillin' on a Caribbean island\n  start_ms: 18490\n  end_ms: 21470\n- text: Rugged, raw material is what we bring forth\n  start_ms: 21470\n  end_ms: 23750\n- text: A Tribe Called Quest, we representin' up North\n  start_ms: 23750\n  end_ms: 26280\n- text: What's that you're sayin' in the back, actin' all silly\n  start_ms: 26280\n  end_ms: 28940\n- text: Kickin' freestyle raps, rollin' up phillies\n  start_ms: 28940\n  end_ms: 31520\n- text: It's the four man fiasco in charge like Roscoe\n  start_ms: 31520\n  end_ms: 34720\n- text: Now you get the picture like Picasso\n  start_ms: 34720\n  end_ms: 36680\n- text: We make it happen when these niggaz start rappin'\n  start_ms: 36680\n  end_ms: 39270\n- text: Who this, captain?\n  start_ms: 39270\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stick out your hand, you gets no dap and.\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 41960\n- text: I got the Razor, got the Phife, I got the Shaheed\n  start_ms: 41960\n  end_ms: 44550\n- text: Now all you shorties move your ass while you puff weed\n  start_ms: 44550\n  end_ms: 47140\n- text: Blessin' fans with autographs in my paths\n  start_ms: 47140\n  end_ms: 49200\n- text: While other rappers get gassed, they be defeating the task\n  start_ms: 49200\n  end_ms: 51960\n- text: Yo, if I ruled the world\n  start_ms: 51960\n  end_ms: 54310\n- text: It wouldn't be that gassed shit, niggaz will make the light swirl\n  start_ms: 54310\n  end_ms: 56970\n- text: Cuz after you G, ain't nuthin' but Girl... 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Scouts\n  And I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\n  Is what you say when my love is in your mouth\n  Without a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\n  Cuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\n  While you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\n  And rappin' is what you slackin' in\n  I'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\n  Rockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\n  Peachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n\n  We be the number one motivators\n  Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n  Some of y'all may really hate us\n  But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n\n  To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n  Motivate, I motivate\n  To all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\n  Motivate, I motivate y'all\n\n  A yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\n  Stay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\n  A yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\n  You know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\n  I came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\n  Cuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\n  Ya naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\n  Leavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\n  And if you don't know, you better ask another\n  It's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\n  So don't shut down on the Razor\n  Cuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n  And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n  Son, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\n  While you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\n  Who the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n\n  Let me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\n  Because all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\n  They too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\n  They can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\n  My style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\n  Been writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\n  You're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\n  You couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\n  So hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\n  I'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\n  Chop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n  (Will y'all fall off?) 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Scouts\n  And I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\n  Is what you say when my love is in your mouth\n  Without a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\n  Cuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\n  While you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\n  And rappin' is what you slackin' in\n  I'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\n  Rockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\n  Peachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n\n  We be the number one motivators\n  Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n  Some of y'all may really hate us\n  But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n\n  To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n  Motivate, I motivate\n  To all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\n  Motivate, I motivate y'all\n\n  A yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\n  Stay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\n  A yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\n  You know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\n  I came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\n  Cuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\n  Ya naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\n  Leavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\n  And if you don't know, you better ask another\n  It's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\n  So don't shut down on the Razor\n  Cuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n  And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n  Son, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\n  While you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\n  Who the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n\n  Let me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\n  Because all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\n  They too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\n  They can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\n  My style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\n  Been writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\n  You're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\n  You couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\n  So hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\n  I'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\n  Chop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n  (Will y'all fall off?) Will Laura fuck Urkel?\n  Never, here comes the funk, smell the aroma\n  Kid, my shit's the bomb, ask my peeps from Oklahoma\n\n  To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n  Motivate, I motivate, I motivate y'all\n  To all my people across the land who get stuck in great sand\n  Motivate, I motivate y'all\n  To all my peoples everywhere throw your mitts in the air\n  Motivate, motivate, motivate, motivate\n  Can't do nuthin' for your frontin', get involved and do somethin'\n  Motivate, motivate, I motivate, I motivate, I moti...\n"},{"id":29463452,"name":"Motivators","trackName":"Motivators","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"1996_Beats, Rhymes And Life","duration":200.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"We be the number one motivators\nGhetto mentality and the innovators\nSome of y'all may really hate us\nBut we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n\nWe be the crew that presents it on wicked instrumental\nDamagin' your mental, from here to Sacramento\nThis here groove was made for vintage freestylin'\nFeelin like I'm chillin' on a Caribbean island\nRugged, raw material is what we bring forth\nA Tribe Called Quest, we representin' up North\nWhat's that you're sayin' in the back, actin' all silly\nKickin' freestyle raps, rollin' up phillies\n\nIt's the four man fiasco in charge like Roscoe\nNow you get the picture like Picasso\nWe make it happen when these niggaz start rappin'\nWho this, captain?\nStick out your hand, you gets no dap and.\nI got the Razor, got the Phife, I got the Shaheed\nNow all you shorties move your ass while you puff weed\nBlessin' fans with autographs in my paths\nWhile other rappers get gassed, they be defeating the task\n\nYo, if I ruled the world\nIt wouldn't be that gassed shit, niggaz will make the light swirl\nCuz after you G, ain't nuthin' but Girl... Scouts\nAnd I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\nIs what you say when my love is in your mouth\nWithout a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\nCuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\nWhile you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\nAnd rappin' is what you slackin' in\nI'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\nRockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\nPeachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n\nWe be the number one motivators\nGhetto mentality and the innovators\nSome of y'all may really hate us\nBut we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n\nTo all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\nMotivate, I motivate\nTo all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\nMotivate, I motivate y'all\n\nA yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\nStay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\nA yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\nYou know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\nI came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\nCuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\nYa naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\nLeavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\nAnd if you don't know, you better ask another\nIt's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\nSo don't shut down on the Razor\nCuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\nAnd in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\nSon, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\nWhile you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\nWho the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n\nLet me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\nBecause all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\nThey too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\nThey can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\nMy style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\nBeen writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\nYou're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\nYou couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\nSo hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\nI'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\nChop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n(Will y'all fall off?) 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Scouts\n[01:01.53] And I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\n[01:02.58] Is what you say when my love is in your mouth\n[01:04.61] Without a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\n[01:07.35] Cuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\n[01:10.42] While you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\n[01:12.52] And rappin' is what you slackin' in\n[01:16.06] I'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\n[01:17.56] Rockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\n[01:20.25] Peachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n[01:22.81] We be the number one motivators\n[01:24.47] Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n[01:27.42] Some of y'all may really hate us\n[01:30.19] But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n[01:32.03] To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n[01:35.32] Motivate, I motivate\n[01:37.67] To all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\n[01:40.59] Motivate, I motivate y'all\n[01:42.90] A yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\n[01:45.61] Stay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\n[01:48.32] A yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\n[01:50.82] You know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\n[01:54.40] I came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\n[01:55.89] Cuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\n[01:58.36] Ya naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\n[02:01.26] Leavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\n[02:04.44] And if you don't know, you better ask another\n[02:06.21] It's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\n[02:09.07] So don't shut down on the Razor\n[02:11.01] Cuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n[02:14.02] And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n[02:16.84] Son, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\n[02:19.24] While you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\n[02:21.81] Who the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n[02:24.16] Let me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\n[02:26.98] Because all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\n[02:29.53] They too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\n[02:32.36] They can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\n[02:34.85] My style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\n[02:37.79] Been writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\n[02:39.82] You're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\n[02:42.36] You couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\n[02:45.27] So hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\n[02:47.55] I'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\n[02:50.36] Chop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n[02:52.60] (Will y'all fall off?) 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Scouts\n[01:01.53] And I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\n[01:02.58] Is what you say when my love is in your mouth\n[01:04.61] Without a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\n[01:07.35] Cuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\n[01:10.42] While you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\n[01:12.52] And rappin' is what you slackin' in\n[01:16.06] I'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\n[01:17.56] Rockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\n[01:20.25] Peachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n[01:22.81] We be the number one motivators\n[01:24.47] Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n[01:27.42] Some of y'all may really hate us\n[01:30.19] But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n[01:32.03] To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n[01:35.32] Motivate, I motivate\n[01:37.67] To all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\n[01:40.59] Motivate, I motivate y'all\n[01:42.90] A yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\n[01:45.61] Stay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\n[01:48.32] A yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\n[01:50.82] You know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\n[01:54.40] I came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\n[01:55.89] Cuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\n[01:58.36] Ya naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\n[02:01.26] Leavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\n[02:04.44] And if you don't know, you better ask another\n[02:06.21] It's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\n[02:09.07] So don't shut down on the Razor\n[02:11.01] Cuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n[02:14.02] And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n[02:16.84] Son, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\n[02:19.24] While you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\n[02:21.81] Who the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n[02:24.16] Let me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\n[02:26.98] Because all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\n[02:29.53] They too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\n[02:32.36] They can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\n[02:34.85] My style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\n[02:37.79] Been writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\n[02:39.82] You're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\n[02:42.36] You couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\n[02:45.27] So hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\n[02:47.55] I'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\n[02:50.36] Chop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n[02:52.60] (Will y'all fall off?) Will Laura fuck Urkel?\n[02:55.37] Never, here comes the funk, smell the aroma\n[02:57.63] Kid, my shit's the bomb, ask my peeps from Oklahoma\n[03:00.60] To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n[03:02.77] Motivate, I motivate, I motivate y'all\n[03:05.05] To all my people across the land who get stuck in great sand\n[03:10.62] Motivate, I motivate y'all\n[03:11.30] To all my peoples everywhere throw your mitts in the air\n[03:12.75] Motivate, motivate, motivate, motivate\n[03:15.61] Can't do nuthin' for your frontin', get involved and do somethin'\n[03:18.07] Motivate, motivate, I motivate, I motivate, I moti...\n[03:20.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Motivators\n  artist: A Tribe Called Quest\n  album: Beats, Rhymes and Life (Japan Edition)\n  duration_ms: 200000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: We be the number one motivators\n  start_ms: 1230\n  end_ms: 2640\n- text: Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n  start_ms: 2640\n  end_ms: 4940\n- text: Some of y'all may really hate us\n  start_ms: 4940\n  end_ms: 7510\n- text: But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n  start_ms: 7510\n  end_ms: 10360\n- text: We be the crew that presents it on wicked instrumental\n  start_ms: 10360\n  end_ms: 13280\n- text: Damagin' your mental, from here to Sacramento\n  start_ms: 13280\n  end_ms: 15760\n- text: This here groove was made for vintage freestylin'\n  start_ms: 15760\n  end_ms: 18490\n- text: Feelin like I'm chillin' on a Caribbean island\n  start_ms: 18490\n  end_ms: 21470\n- text: Rugged, raw material is what we bring forth\n  start_ms: 21470\n  end_ms: 23750\n- text: A Tribe Called Quest, we representin' up North\n  start_ms: 23750\n  end_ms: 26280\n- text: What's that you're sayin' in the back, actin' all silly\n  start_ms: 26280\n  end_ms: 28940\n- text: Kickin' freestyle raps, rollin' up phillies\n  start_ms: 28940\n  end_ms: 31520\n- text: It's the four man fiasco in charge like Roscoe\n  start_ms: 31520\n  end_ms: 34720\n- text: Now you get the picture like Picasso\n  start_ms: 34720\n  end_ms: 36680\n- text: We make it happen when these niggaz start rappin'\n  start_ms: 36680\n  end_ms: 39270\n- text: Who this, captain?\n  start_ms: 39270\n  end_ms: 39940\n- text: Stick out your hand, you gets no dap and.\n  start_ms: 39940\n  end_ms: 41960\n- text: I got the Razor, got the Phife, I got the Shaheed\n  start_ms: 41960\n  end_ms: 44550\n- text: Now all you shorties move your ass while you puff weed\n  start_ms: 44550\n  end_ms: 47140\n- text: Blessin' fans with autographs in my paths\n  start_ms: 47140\n  end_ms: 49200\n- text: While other rappers get gassed, they be defeating the task\n  start_ms: 49200\n  end_ms: 51960\n- text: Yo, if I ruled the world\n  start_ms: 51960\n  end_ms: 54310\n- text: It wouldn't be that gassed shit, niggaz will make the light swirl\n  start_ms: 54310\n  end_ms: 56970\n- text: Cuz after you G, ain't nuthin' but Girl... 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Scouts\nAnd I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\nIs what you say when my love is in your mouth\nWithout a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\nCuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\nWhile you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\nAnd rappin' is what you slackin' in\nI'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\nRockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\nPeachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n\nWe be the number one motivators\nGhetto mentality and the innovators\nSome of y'all may really hate us\nBut we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n\nTo all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\nMotivate, I motivate\nTo all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\nMotivate, I motivate y'all\n\nA yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\nStay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\nA yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\nYou know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\nI came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\nCuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\nYa naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\nLeavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\nAnd if you don't know, you better ask another\nIt's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\nSo don't shut down on the Razor\nCuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\nAnd in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\nSon, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\nWhile you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\nWho the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n\nLet me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\nBecause all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\nThey too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\nThey can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\nMy style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\nBeen writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\nYou're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\nYou couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\nSo hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\nI'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\nChop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n(Will y'all fall off?) 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Scouts\n[01:01.53] And I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\n[01:02.58] Is what you say when my love is in your mouth\n[01:04.61] Without a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\n[01:07.35] Cuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\n[01:10.42] While you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\n[01:12.52] And rappin' is what you slackin' in\n[01:16.06] I'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\n[01:17.56] Rockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\n[01:20.25] Peachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n[01:22.81] We be the number one motivators\n[01:24.47] Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n[01:27.42] Some of y'all may really hate us\n[01:30.19] But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n[01:32.03] To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n[01:35.32] Motivate, I motivate\n[01:37.67] To all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\n[01:40.59] Motivate, I motivate y'all\n[01:42.90] A yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\n[01:45.61] Stay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\n[01:48.32] A yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\n[01:50.82] You know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\n[01:54.40] I came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\n[01:55.89] Cuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\n[01:58.36] Ya naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\n[02:01.26] Leavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\n[02:04.44] And if you don't know, you better ask another\n[02:06.21] It's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\n[02:09.07] So don't shut down on the Razor\n[02:11.01] Cuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n[02:14.02] And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n[02:16.84] Son, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\n[02:19.24] While you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\n[02:21.81] Who the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n[02:24.16] Let me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\n[02:26.98] Because all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\n[02:29.53] They too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\n[02:32.36] They can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\n[02:34.85] My style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\n[02:37.79] Been writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\n[02:39.82] You're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\n[02:42.36] You couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\n[02:45.27] So hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\n[02:47.55] I'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\n[02:50.36] Chop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n[02:52.60] (Will y'all fall off?) 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I does my Thing like Ben Grimm\n[02:01.08] Leavin' crews in shades of black and blue like Rakim\n[02:03.32] And if you don't know, you better ask another\n[02:05.82] It's like 1-9-2 when we rollin' Deep Cover\n[02:08.48] So don't shut down on the Razor\n[02:10.58] 'Cause in the 9-Live we steppin' through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n[02:13.70] And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n[02:16.30] Son, I got a scheme that Hakeem couldn't dream\n[02:18.86] While you be Sam Cassell'n, Queens keep it live\n[02:21.53] Who the hell you tellin'? 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(Can't front on the Tribe)\n\n  Let me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry (why's that?)\n  Because all these so-called mutts are not seein' me (say word)\n  They too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\n  They can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\n  My style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\n  Been writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Raydio\n  Your style is played out like a two-tone down goose\n  You couldn't Converse if you had fuckin' react juice\n\n  So hold your corner as I start to bless this mic in here\n  I'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's Langoliers\n  Try bite my steez, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n  (Will y'all fall off?) Will Laura fuck Urkel? 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I does my Thing like Ben Grimm\n[02:01.07] Leavin' crews in shades of black and blue like Rakim\n[02:03.35] And if you don't know, you better ask another\n[02:05.82] It's like 1-9-2 when we rollin' Deep Cover\n[02:08.42] So don't shut down on the Razor\n[02:10.58] 'Cause in the 9-Live we steppin' through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n[02:13.79] And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n[02:16.30] Son, I got a scheme that Hakeem couldn't dream\n[02:18.83] While you be Sam Cassell'n, Queens keep it live\n[02:21.56] Who the hell you tellin'? 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I does my Thing like Ben Grimm\n[02:01.07] Leavin' crews in shades of black and blue like Rakim\n[02:03.35] And if you don't know, you better ask another\n[02:05.82] It's like 1-9-2 when we rollin' Deep Cover\n[02:08.42] So don't shut down on the Razor\n[02:10.58] 'Cause in the 9-Live we steppin' through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n[02:13.79] And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n[02:16.30] Son, I got a scheme that Hakeem couldn't dream\n[02:18.83] While you be Sam Cassell'n, Queens keep it live\n[02:21.56] Who the hell you tellin'? 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Will Laura fuck Urkel?\n  start_ms: 172220\n  end_ms: 174970\n- text: Never, here comes the funk, smell the aroma\n  start_ms: 174970\n  end_ms: 177380\n- text: Kid, my shit's the bomb, ask my peeps from Oklahoma\n  start_ms: 177380\n  end_ms: 179500\n- text: To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n  start_ms: 179500\n  end_ms: 182340\n- text: Motivate, I motivate, I motivate y'all\n  start_ms: 182340\n  end_ms: 184700\n- text: To all my people across the land who get stuck in great sand\n  start_ms: 184700\n  end_ms: 187470\n- text: Motivate, I motivate y'all\n  start_ms: 187470\n  end_ms: 189860\n- text: To all my peoples everywhere throw your mitts in the air\n  start_ms: 189860\n  end_ms: 192570\n- text: Motivate, motivate, motivate, motivate\n  start_ms: 192570\n  end_ms: 195170\n- text: Can't do nuthin' for your frontin', get involved and do somethin'\n  start_ms: 195170\n  end_ms: 197730\n- text: Motivate, motivate, I motivate, I motivate, I moti...\n  start_ms: 197730\n  end_ms: 200400\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 200400\nplain: |-\n  We be the number one motivators\n  Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n  Some of y'all may really hate us\n  But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n\n  We be the crew that presents it on wicked instrumental\n  Damagin' your mental, from here to Sacramento\n  This here groove was made for vintage freestylin'\n  Feelin like I'm chillin' on a Caribbean island\n  Rugged, raw material is what we bring forth\n  A Tribe Called Quest, we representin' up North\n  What's that you're sayin' in the back, actin' all silly\n  Kickin' freestyle raps, rollin' up phillies\n\n  It's the four man fiasco in charge like Roscoe\n  Now you get the picture like Picasso\n  We make it happen when these niggaz start rappin'\n  Who this, captain?\n  Stick out your hand, you gets no dap and.\n  I got the Razor, got the Phife, I got the Shaheed\n  Now all you shorties move your ass while you puff weed\n  Blessin' fans with autographs in my paths\n  While other rappers get gassed, they be defeating the task\n\n  Yo, if I ruled the world\n  It wouldn't be that gassed shit, niggaz will make the light swirl\n  Cuz after you G, ain't nuthin' but Girl... Scouts\n  And I'mma show you what it's all about(ah yeah)\n  Is what you say when my love is in your mouth\n  Without a doubt, I cut MCs like the cord\n  Cuz I does more than that MC from The Lords\n  While you be froggin' like Bud-wei-ser\n  And rappin' is what you slackin' in\n  I'm knockin' MCs outta action like abstinance\n  Rockin' since kiss my dick was kickin' ass\n  Peachfuzz, cuz... you might be on drugs\n\n  We be the number one motivators\n  Ghetto mentality and the innovators\n  Some of y'all may really hate us\n  But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock\n\n  To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n  Motivate, I motivate\n  To all my people across the land who get their feet stuck in sand\n  Motivate, I motivate y'all\n\n  A yo, I speak with something new but not Granddaddy I.U.\n  Stay tuned, live from the L-B-Q\n  A yo, it's destined St. John, I swing on your block\n  You know how I get down like Heather B. with them glocks\n  I came to lead my team to victory like Hayden Fox\n  Cuz heads ain't ready for the willie I got\n  Ya naw'mean slim, I dug my thing like them grim\n  Leavin' crews in state of black and blue like Rakim\n  And if you don't know, you better ask another\n  It's like 192 when we rollin' deep cover\n  So don't shut down on the Razor\n  Cuz in the 9-Live we steppin through hotter than the Trail Blazers\n  And in Queens, I be a legend like Richard Dean\n  Son, I gotta team that Hakeem couldn't dream\n  While you be standin' sellin', Queens keep it live\n  Who the hell you tellin' (Kim from the Tribe)\n\n  Let me tell you why I be the top dog in the industry\n  Because all these so-called mutts are not seein' me\n  They too busy eatin' cycles 1, 2 and 3\n  They can't MC, I'd rather be down with fuckin' Droopy D\n  My style is deadly, word bond, act like you fuckin' know\n  Been writin' rhymes ever since Ray Parker sang with Radio\n  You're style is played out like a two-tone down goose\n  You couldn't Converse if you had fuckin react juice\n  So hold your corner as I fuckin bless this mic in here\n  I'm eatin' through your crew like Stephen King's ankle layers\n  Chop off my feet, word to God, I'm gonna hurt you\n  (Will y'all fall off?) Will Laura fuck Urkel?\n  Never, here comes the funk, smell the aroma\n  Kid, my shit's the bomb, ask my peeps from Oklahoma\n\n  To all my people across the state who sit back and contemplate\n  Motivate, I motivate, I motivate y'all\n  To all my people across the land who get stuck in great sand\n  Motivate, I motivate y'all\n  To all my peoples everywhere throw your mitts in the air\n  Motivate, motivate, motivate, motivate\n  Can't do nuthin' for your frontin', get involved and do somethin'\n  Motivate, motivate, I motivate, I motivate, I moti...\n"}]