The Space Program

[Intro]

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

[Chorus: Q-Tip & Phife Dawg]

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

[Verse 1: Q-Tip & Jarobi]

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, people

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

[Hook]

(Move on to the stars)

There ain’t a space program for niggas

Yeah, you stuck here, nigga

(Move on to the stars)

There ain’t a space program for niggas

Yeah, you stuck here nigga

(Move on to the stars)

There ain’t a space program for niggas

Yeah, you stuck here, nigga

(Move on to the stars)

There ain’t a space program for niggas

Yeah, you stuck, stuck, stuck

(Move on to the stars)

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]

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

Imagine if this shit was really talkin’ about space, dude

Imagine if this shit was really talkin’ about space, dude

[Chorus: Phife Dawg]

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-conformers, won’t hear the quitters

For Tyson types and Che figures

Let’s make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

Let’s make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

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

Make make make

Let’s make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

Let’s make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

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 make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

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

Make make make

Let’s make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

Let’s make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

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 make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

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

Make, make, make

Let’s make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

Let’s make somethin' happen, let’s make somethin' happen

[Outro]

The danger must be growing

For the rowers keep on rowing

And they’re certainly not showing

Any signs that they are slowing!

"We’re there!"

"Where?"

"Here!"

A small step for mankind

But a giant step for us

Oompa, loompa, doopa dee doo

I’ve got another puzzle for you