[Verse 1: Q-Tip] Do what you will, if you feel that your steeze is real Complicated with the skills over reel to reels Brown skin is what I feel, my mind and body's appeal Is to the no-frill mills, who hear the beats to chill Constantly, I'm hearing Black Americans just sneering Looking for a leader who can fill us up with ether Heating us up with great emotional chat About the fact that the black's constantly held back Like 50 tracks back in a relay race And the white team's ahead, so let's keep up the pace And I be needing something that could feed my logical taste At the end of the race is there a paradise place? Yo, we can't get involved in what the next man is doing Material gains we put too much in pursuing ("Yo duke, I need this dough so we can step to this party, man, word") But we can all Mardi Gras-di minus that shit in our body ("Yo, what that got to do with that?") 'Cause, kid, that's the essence Your physical presence embodies every lesson You can't run the Rolls Royce if the engine is busted Can't even life the knife to cut the mustard What we need to do first Now listen to this verse Let's concentrate on our spiritual plate Recognize your existence in this vast blue space From a tiny cloud of blood to the human beings with taste Sight, touch, smell and sound, let's deem it profound And prioritize this 'cause it was Allah's wish ("Allah? Yo, I'm God") ("I don't believe that. That's a mystery") ("If God is so good, yo, why this shit be happening to me?") There's divinity within because we come from the divine A force that's not seen but, yo, we feel it every time When the wind blows, and the Earth turns And the rain drops, and the babies cry And the birds fly, and the grounds quake And the stars gleam Yo, so many things are evidence of His existence What we need to do is link it with persistence Hear me out Yo, once we recognize then we can move ahead Native Tongues, Common Sense, yo, he's Hip-Hop bred...
[Outro: Q-Tip] And there you have it You know you got to grab it It's all good, naw'mean? Let's make it clear: the Native Tongues is in here The JBs, De La Soul, A Tribe Called Quest, Common Sense Busta Rhymes, Flipmode, naw'mean? You got The Ummah, Beatnuts, Rah Digga Consequence, Mos Def, naw'mean? Black Sheep, Beatnuts, Queen La, Mo Love, naw'mean? Native Tongues up in here, don't forget it Raphael Saadiq Yo, we out, peace
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“The Remedy” is a rare track by A Tribe Called Quest with rapper Common that finds them examining spiritual themes. The song was officially featured on the soundtrack of the motion picture Get On The Bus, but can also be found on the Japan-only bootleg compilation The Lost Tribes released in 2006.
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Origin of this track other than the compilation? e.g. leftover from TLM in 1998
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This song was featured on the “Get on the Bus” soundtrack released in October 1996 which would make this track a leftover from “Beats, Rhymes, and Life” which was released in July 1996.