[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