Motivate

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yo, yo (can I be all that)
Reel Life

[Verse 1: Mastamind]
It's all about Mail Dominance
Get paid, mane
I'm counting ten years of pain
A decade in the game
And to my calculations
Went through a whole generation
Took control of the streets
Then a whole nation
I bless minds and rhymes and test time
Forever, never think that N-A-T-A-S dyin'
I'm pounding on my chest, trying
We're hot as flesh frying
How you going to read the text blind
Trying to test mine
Real as life can be
If it ain't where my eyes can see
It ain't Reel Life to me
Don't shit excite me
But the instrumentals
All these wars we been through
Is what brings the hard core mental

[Hook]
Everywhere, every year we're darker with the art
Get in gear, you ain't going nowhere sitting in park, what
Motivate something
Nigga go chase something
Get the fuck out my face, fronting
Straight up, motivate something
Nigga go chase something
Get the fuck out my face, fronting
Word up, what's the deal
You know we can't see it if that shit ain't real (come on)
Everywhere, every year we're darker with the art
Get in gear, you ain't going nowhere sitting in park, what
Motivate something
Nigga go chase something
Get the fuck out my face, fronting
Straight up, motivate something
Nigga go chase something
Get the fuck out my face, fronting
For real (for real)
You know we can't see it if that shit ain't real

[Verse 2: Mastamind]
Now this goes out to all the Gs and their crews
Never stumble like you're drunk
Stay on Ps and Qs
I see your blues
You need a G or two to see you through
Meditate on life, don't be the fool
Better see the truth
Meditation means I'm thinking deep
I'm thinking haunt these wicket streets
While you're in a deep sleep
Born before my time, let history repeat
Let the world analyze me and study my speech
Mastamind
I still don't care, got you still scared
Still aware this shit ain't fair
Still a Killionaire
Still they're chasing my trail
While I'm making mail
Every day cheating death, still waiting for Hell
Even the Devil can't fuck with this ruckus
So how you think niggas on the streets gon' touch us?
This is just the battle cause I'm ready for war too
I would just surrender my life
But can't afford to

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mastamind]
You better come on in or get gone
Come on, we up in this bitch opening up your dome
NATAS walking to the beat of a different drum
Played on your mind so many times and won
Now I'm the one's going to bomb the station
If they don't put Esham in rotation
They're scared of Mail Domination
Can I survive this wickedness 'til I get rich in this?
Ballers stay envious wishing they could see me finish
We're going to stay a menace
Every day we in this
We don't play, we business
No matter what you say, can't offend us
Can't break us or bend us
Shut us down or condemn us
A legacy immortalized and endless

Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
You better come on in (come on in, or get gone)
Yo, yo (can I yell that?)
Reel Life

[Hook]

[Outro]
Wicket World Wide (Reel Life, ha ha)
NATAS (That's what I'm talking about)
We out this song