Artist: A Tribe Called Quest 
Album:  We Got It From Here... Thank You 4 Your Service
Song:   The Space Program
Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com, Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Sample from the movie "Willie Dynamite"] (Q-Tip)
I'm a 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! (Uh!)

[Chorus: Q-Tip & Phife] 
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

[Q-Tip] (Phife)
Gotta make it (To make it) To make it (To make it) 
To make somethin' happen (To make somethin' happen)
To make somethin' happen

[Q-Tip & Phife]
Let's make somethin' happen

[Verse One: Q-Tip]
Word to Phifer gonna bring it to the overlord
Drinkin' Cisco chillin' with the gold microphone cords
And we grip our balls every time we stuntin' on tour
'Cause we never bored respondin' 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 getters don't be bitter 'cause we not just niggas

[Verse Two: Jarobi]
Jarobi, my fiber wove into different cloth
There ain't nothin' forbidden, this nigga get his written off (hahahah!)
Hardest spit in the city, y'all niggas spittin' kitten soft (hahahah!)
Confused and amazed, shook up with your brain missin' lost (hahahah!)
They plannin' for our future, none of our people involved
Pourin' Henny and Smirnoff to get it crackin' off
Crackin' off a Smirnoff to quickly turn to Molotov
Molotov the spaceship doors before that bitch is takin' 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-blackenin', it's happenin', you feel it y'all?
They 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 takin' off to Mars, got the space vessels overflowin'
What you think they want us there? All us niggas not goin'

[Verse Three: Q-Tip]
Reputation ain't glowin', reparations ain't flowin'
If you find yourself stuck in a creek you better start rowin'
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

[Chorus: Q-Tip] (Sample)
(Move on to the stars!) 
There ain't a space program for niggas, yo you stuck here nigga
(Move on to the stars!) 
There ain't a space program for niggas, yo you stuck here nigga
(Move on to the stars!) 
There ain't a space program for niggas, yo you stuck here nigga
(Move on to the stars!) 
There ain't a space program for niggas, yo you stuck, stuck, stuck
(Move on to the stars!)

[Verse Four: Q-Tip]
Uhh, sit and wonder sometimes, I read the paper every day
All these happenins 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 nothin' finer than a black woman who climbs
to the top of the State building claimin' that that flag is mine
Now people on top of people, feels like we can't breathe
Put so much in this motherfucker, 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 livin' in space
I chuckle just like all of y'all, absurdity, after all
Takes money to get it runnin' 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 neighborhood, did they find you a home?
Nah cypher, probably no place to
Imagine if this shit was really talkin' 'bout space dude ("Ayyy!")
Imagine if this shit was really talkin' 'bout space dude ("Ayyy!")
Imagine if this shit was really talkin' 'bout space dude 
("Move on to the stars!")

[Interlude: Phife Dawg] (Sample)
(Move on to the stars!) Time to go left and not right
Gotta get it together forever
(Move on to the stars!) Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
(Move on to the stars!) For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
For non conformists one hitter quitters
(Move on to the stars!) 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
(Move on to the stars) Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
(Move on to the stars) 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 (hahahah!)
For non conformists one hitter quitters (hahahah!)
For Tyson types and Che figures... (hahahah!)
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
(Move on to the stars) Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
(Move on to the stars) Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
(Move on to the stars) For non conformists one hitter quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
(Move on to the stars)
Let's make somethin' happen, let's make somethin' happen
(Move on to the stars) Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
(Move on to the stars) For mothers and fathers and dead niggas
For non conformists one hitter quitters
(Move on to the stars) 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: Sample]
Move on to the stars! Move on to the stars! 
Move on to the stars! Move on to the stars!

[Sample from the movie "Willie Wonka & The Chocolate Factory]
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