A Tribe Called Quest - The Space Program (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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A Tribe Called Quest - The Space Program (en) Lyrics
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I'mma deal with a bigger insult, man
The heat, the heat, the heat, the heat
It's comin' down hard
We've got to get our shit together
It's time to go left and not right
Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers and fathers
and dead niggas
For non-conformists,
one hitter quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Let's get it together,
come on let's make it
Gotta make it to make it, to make
it, to make it, to make it
To make something happen,
to make something happen
To make something happen, let's
make something happen
Word to Phifer
Gonna bring it to the overlord,
drinkin' Cisco
Chilling with the gold
microphone cords
And we grip our balls every
time we stuntin' on tour
'Cause we never bore, responding
to the ready crowd's roar
And promoters try to hit
us with the art of war
We about our business, we not quitters
Not bullshitters, we deliver—we
go-get it
Don't be bitter 'cause
we not just niggas
Jarobi, my fiber wove
into different cloth
Ain't nothing forbidden, this
nigga get his written off
Hardest spit in the city y'all
niggas spitting kitten soft
Confused and amazed, shook up
with your brain missing lost
They planning for our future
None of our people involved
Pouring Henny and Smirnoff
to get it cracking off
Cracking off a Smirnoff to
quickly turn to Molotov
Molotov the spaceship doors before
that bitch is taking off
It always seems the poorest persons
Are people forsaken, dawg
No Washingtons, Jeffersons, Jacksons
On the captain's log
They'd rather lead us to the grayest
water poison deadly smog
Mass un-blackening, it's happening,
you feel it y'all?
Rather see we in a three-by-three
structure with many bars
Leave us where we are so they
can play among the stars
They taking off to Mars, got the
space vessels overflowing
What, you think they want us there?
All us niggas not going
Reputation ain't glowing, reparations
ain't flowing
If you find yourself stuck in a
creek, you better start rowing
Used to see the TV screen as the
place to land my dream in
And the car stereo where they
would promote the show
Optimistic little brother
with a hope you know
There ain't a space program for niggas
Yeah, you stuck here, nigga
(Move on to the stars)
Yeah, you stuck here nigga
Yeah, you stuck, stuck, stuck
Sit and wonder sometimes, I
read the paper every day
All these happenings is cycular,
just happen different ways
And the president's refined,
in her wing she's confined
With about thirty Percocets
and five bottles of wine
Carolina nothing finer than
a Black woman who climbs
To the top of the State building
claiming that that flag is mine
Now, people on top of people,
feels like we can't breathe
Put so much in this muthafucka,
feel like we shouldn't leave
Put it on TV, put it in movies,
put it in our face
These notions and ideas and
citizens live in space
I chuckle just like all of y'all,
absurdity, after all
Takes money to get it running
and money for trees to fall
Imagine for one second all the
people are colored, please
Imagine for one second all
the people in poverty
No matter the skin tone,
culture or time zone
Think the ones who got it
Would even think to throw you a bone?
Moved you out your neighbourhood,
did they find you a home?
Nah cypher, probably no place to
Imagine if this shit was really
talkin' about space, dude
Time to go left and not right
For non-conformers, won't
hear the quitters
Let's make somethin' happen,
let's make somethin' happen
For non-conformists,
one-hitter quitters
Make make make
Make, make, make
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