Breathe in, let it go Free yourself, from the things you think you know Steady now, time to let go All around, It will continue to flow Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Hang loose, Calm it down Awakened, open our eyes Look around Swaying, In and out of time It's time to loosen the hold Free your mind Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Let it wash you away, free at last Let it carry you Let it wash you away (wash you away) Can you let it pass Can you feel it below Can you feel it up above Can you feel it below Can you let it start to flow Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Keep it cool We're ridin' the wave Ah

I've always had the hope That on the day I go to Heaven Heavenly Father will shake my hand And say, "You've done an awesome job, Kevin" Now it's our time to go out (my best friend) And set the world's people free And we can do it together, you and me But mostly me You and me, but mostly me Are gonna change the world forever 'Cause I can do most everything (And I can stand next to you and watch) Every hero needs a sidekick Every captain needs a mate (aye, aye) Every dinner needs a side dish (On a slightly smaller plate) And now we're seeing eye to eye It's so great, we can agree That Heavenly Father has chosen you and me Just mostly me Something incredible I'll do something incredible I wanna be the Mormon Who changed all of mankind (my best friend) Something I've foreseen Now that I'm 19 I'll do something incredible That blows God's freaking mind And as long as we stick together (And I stay out of your way) Out of my way (We'll change the world forever) (And then tomorrow a Latter-Day) Mostly me So quit singing about it and do it How ready and psyched are we And life is about to change for you And life is about to change for me And life is about to change for you and me But me mostly And there's no limit to What we can do, me and you But mostly me

Q-Tip: Let me flaunt the style (style), I think that the time's near That we drop studs (studs), there will be no duds here Rappers play the dumb (dumb), kinda on the space tip But when they hear the jams (jams), they be on the dilsnick Now I'm not for the rock (rock), I know the territory Go ahead and try (try), that's a different story Similar to Grimm (Grimm), I can tell a better one All about a kid (kid), who couldn't rap and didn't run Stand (stand) aside (aside), when the rap is gettin dumb Resort to baggin Billy (Billy), askin can he have some No, never ever (ever) come back and try again man If you come back (back), I'll be the first to shake your hand Competition's good (good), it brings out the vital parts The Abstract Poetic ('etic), majors in recital arts Do it for the kids (kids), the elders and the rap peers We know the job is done (done), when we hear a lot of cheers Gotta feel the vibes (vibes), come from my creation If the hands clap (clap) I'm filled with elation Here I am ghetto, full with a lot of steam Think I gotta, I think I gotta, I think I gotta scream (scream) Cuz that's how good it feels child Let your hair down (down), so we can get buckwild Do your ill dance (dance), don't think about the next man We must have unity and think of the bigger plan Division, we will fall (fall) we must stick together, see I'd like to take this time (time) to say what's up to Kool G The name is Q-Tip (Tip), The Midnight Marauder Give enough respect ('spect) to Afrika Bambaataa As a man in the world (world), I must do my job Take care of Mama Duke (Duke), I won't resort to rob Bob you'll get your dough (dough), Mase is my witness Obsessed with the rap (rap), for it's the mental fitness Like shootin cee-lo (lo), and always gettin headcracks The industry is luck (luck), winning with the fake raps Peace to the crews (crews), who pump the real hip hop Not sellin out (out) from hardrock to disc jock... (From disc jock to hardrock, from hardrock to disc jock) Phife: I don't know what to say, but here I go freak it If the papes come, then you know I'll seek it I'm just a short brotha, dark skin face Weigh a buck-fifty, 36 waist My hair is crazy curly Front like Mr. Furley To this day, I still believe that no MC can serve me Brothas try to front, but everybody know (know) I get more props than the Arsenio Hall Show Party animal I was, but now I chill at home All I do is write rhymes, eat, drink, shit and bone Found my thrill in Amityville, I'm always in the Island Fudge and Monkey know the time, they know who keeps 'em smilin Go out on my own, somethin that I gotta do Do what the hell I want and have no one to listen to I'm prompt with my business and I do things on the double Yo, I'm out like Buster Douglas, I say peace to MC Trouble Rest in Peace Q-Tip: Word up, rest in Peace, and you know what else? We got, we got, we got the vibe (vibe) All the people in Long Island, we got the vibe (vibe) Brooklyn and Queens, we got the vibe (vibe) Uptown and New York, we got the vibe (vibe) People upstate, we got the vibe (vibe) If you're in DC, you got the vibe (vibe) Maryland, Virginia, Carolina vibe (vibe) Out West, we got the vibe (vibe) In the Bahamas, we got the vibe (vibe) Over in Europe, you know what? We got the vibe And we gotta keep it alive, it goes on... Of rap I'm a fan, I've seen a whole lot of slumps Good with the girls, I got a whole lot of bumps From fat to skinny, Freida to Winnie (Winnie) Emma to Cindy, Constance to Wendy (Wendy) Cuz I be more friendly (friendly), never on the snotty side I don't brag to brothas about the little papes I got (got) My vocal styles can vary, the sight is never scary (scary) It's only legendary ('dary), my father well prepared me ('pared me) My job ain't temporary, I'm here for the long shot Better yet, the long term, I don't have a perm (perm) In a way I do, call 'em the perma-naps I'm crazy slap-happy and I'm scrappy when I'm nappy When I get the mic in my hand and the crowd in stands (stands) It's as good as grand like that (that) I wanna say peace and dedicate this joint to MC Trouble and to Um... Trouble T-Roy And to um... Scott La Rock and to um... Cowboy, you know what I'm sayin? This is for the slain rappers and the fallen rappers You know what I'm sayin (sayin)? This is a special, special, special, special, special dedication And also to my pops and also to Vinia's moms (moms) You know what I'm sayin? You just gotta keep it happy and keep the vibes going And this is Vibes and Stuff And we out...

Remember when we used to be carefree That was many moons ago, oh, oh Remember when we, we always agreed That we'd never leave each other, no I was too young to foresee it But now I can see all of your pain Let me take it all away Can you feel me? Can you hear me? Every time I look inside the mirror Feels like you're coming a little closer I can feel ya You know I'm within ya Whatever it takes, I'll find you so you'll come back To the moon and back (To the moon and back) Can you see me? In your dreams, am I there? I will find you to the moon and back We'll weather the storm Like we did before Maybe castles in the air, ya, ya But I know one thing I'll do anything Just to see your face again, yeah, yeah I was too young to foresee it But now I can see all of your pain Let me take it all away Can you feel me? Can you hear me Every time I look inside the mirror Feels like you're coming a little closer I can feel ya You know I'm within ya Whatever it takes, I'll find you so you'll come back To the moon and back (To the moon and back) Can you see me? In your dreams, am I there? I will find you to the moon and back I don't know if we can get back The time that we lost but I know I have to try I would die a thousand lifetimes Just to see you once again Can you feel me? Can you hear me? Every time I look inside the mirror Feels like you're coming a little closer I can feel ya You know I'm within ya Whatever it takes, I'll find you so you'll come back To the moon and back (To the moon and back) Can you see me? In your dreams, am I there? I will find you to the moon and back