Do It, See It, Be It * Lyrics - Singles - Q-tip

For real, e'rybody's a star, e'rybody shine 

Follow your heart and not mankind 

For real, for real, I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine 

Said everybody shine, c'mon" 

It's not luck that I'm sittin' here spittin' for y'all 

Preeld in by Allah that I'm hittin' for y'all 

Growin' up on the New York concrete lookin' 

Like a little snotty dish of prodigy cookin' 

They called me Little Man all in the boulevard 

When I was young, my family used to party hard 

Gangs of uncatched kids turned to blood ketchup 

The illest niggas was Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump 

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Skinned knees from being bad-ass little boys 

Police sirens and baby screams was average noise 

Hip-Hop came, the ghetto copped the soundtrack 

Street poetry to tracks, could you beat that? 

Malik Taylor introduced it to me 

He said, "Forget Benny Hill, nigga, let's MC" 

Twelve years old, rhymin' in the backroom 

For echoes, we used to rhyme in the bathroom 

Run-D.M.C., Slick Rick and Doug E. Fresh 

The Juice Crew rule but who's this nigga KRS? 

Reference points, too many to wish for 

Battlin' niggas on trains, I stay raw 

Never let my dream die 

I was happy and high goin' to Alee's and Bed-Stuy 

We made our first demo tape 

Excited like a mawfucka, lookin' for our first break 

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I know 

("F'real") 

You can do it 

("Listen to the story I tell yo) 

Be abidin', chy'all 

(F'real") 

I know 

("Don't let 'em hate to front you") 

You can see it 

("Get up and follow me and flow again, use my life as an example") 

Do it, and see it, and be nobody else 

Jungle Brothers, De La, they gave me little light 

In Top, Three Feet, Buddy, that was aight 

One year later, the Tribe was initiated 

Bonita came, it was wild how she dominated 

Can I kick it parled us to our next phase 

So drunk in those days, I truly was amazed 

How I got up enough to make tunes 

People cheered me, it was Foreign, then came Low End Theory 

People quickly recognized who we are 

Phife is ill and Busta is a superstar 

Tours with P.E., Naughty, and the Geto Boys 

Arsenio Hall, women then were evil toys 

Whisperin' hate inside my brother's virgin ears 

Tryin to hurt but, yo, we stood amongst the tears 

Midnight was even tighter, now look at us 

Condoms is on the rida stored on the bus 

It got funky right here, I had to save my life 

In the snow after the show, I had a fight wit' Phife 

Moves to a land to get away but back home 

Job was urkin' us, it sent me through a danger zone 

The good thing, I found Allah in the process 

An angel appeared wit' sneaky ways and gave me stress 

Now what am I to do? 

My album's platinum but I'm still feelin' blue, c'mon 

Yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah 

("You can do it") 

Yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah 

Yeah 

("I know") 

Yeah, yeah 

("You can see it") 

Yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Makin' my way, the wilderness has grown fierce 

Redemption and my heart, both of them was pierced 

Crashed my truck, didn't think I'd make it out 

Had a hit on my life, he thought I screwed his wife 

Plus my house burned down, me and Ands was in it 

My crew was tired and I knew we had to end it 

But through all of this, I'm still here 

Take notes and let hope floats 

I'm still here, take note and let hope float 

I'm still here, take notes and let hope float 

You can do the same shit that I'm doin' 

You can do the same thing that I'm doin', uh-huh 

I'm still here, take note, let it, uh-hah 

Still here, take notes and let it float, ha-ha 

Still here, take and let it 

You can do the same thing I'm doin', thing that I'm doin' 

Still here, take and let it, uh-hah 

Still here, take notes, let it float, c'mon 

Still here, take notes, let it float, c'mon 

Do the same thing that I'm doin' if ya pay attention 

I know 

You can see it 

Do it, and see it, and be nobody else