| Song | Together |
| Artist | Masta Ace |
| Album | Take a Look Around |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Drop it | |
| Ace and action | |
| Steady pace by my side | |
| The name of this one here is together | |
| This is goin out to all those who some day reach that fork in the road, you know? | |
| Cause we all have the potential to get there together | |
| Listen up | |
| I got a problem, the ace is bubblin | |
| Physically i'm fit as a fiddle, but somethin's troublin | |
| My mind, i'm in search of the find | |
| A style that's designed just for this kind | |
| Of a raid, it's a must to get paid | |
| Or fade into the wack parade | |
| And so you can't wade | |
| Through this groove, it's as deep as a diver goes | |
| As i proceed, the liver it grows | |
| Then it reaches your ear, teaches you where | |
| You are and where it should be, to each his share | |
| Unadultared, dope, i made it to cope | |
| With any that hope that i faded - nope | |
| I'm still on the scene, kill all the mean | |
| Stares, who cares, they hurtin nothin, when will you fiend | |
| For somethin attainable, somethin more gainable | |
| I build and i'm filled with knowledge undrainable | |
| It's overflowin, before long you're goin | |
| To find out, you kept your mind out of growin | |
| The way you did it, was you didn't admit it was | |
| Somethin that applied to you, you should bit it, cuz | |
| But you chose to ignore, i suppose you explore | |
| Only things with wings and a halo - sure | |
| You're not a saint, but you try to paint | |
| A picture that'll get you respect, don't you know it ain't | |
| How large you're livin, or what you're drivin | |
| But what your goals are, so keep on strivin | |
| And gainin, maintainin | |
| Keep your brain intact, this is mental trainin | |
| For the minds that have given up | |
| Other are livin up, if you want a sip, then go get a cup | |
| And we'll take a drink from the fountain | |
| Of success, yo, let's all climb the mountain | |
| Together | |
| [ chorus ] | |
| We're gonna get there | |
| Oh yeah, we're gonna get there | |
| Together (3x) | |
| We got to, got to, got to | |
| Get there together | |
| Who's with me now, raise your hand | |
| Need inspiration? the capital a's your man | |
| I'll inspire you to strive a little higher | |
| You won't tire, and not even barbwire | |
| Will obstruct your progress, i guess | |
| You wanna succeed? determination is what you need | |
| Face your fears and place your tears aside | |
| Raise your peers to the top, here's a guide | |
| For you to follow by, try and swallow my | |
| Food for thought, and you're short of an alibi | |
| There's no excuses, the rhyme just spruces | |
| And juices up a small mind, so call mine the loosest | |
| Cause i get looser than mice in a basement | |
| I grab the mic, and that's when the place went | |
| Wild, steady smiled, i didn't crack one | |
| Not that i'm mean or that i lack fun | |
| But the topic is serious, listeners are curious | |
| Rappers are lerious, the ace and i'm furious | |
| It's not the kinda rage that makes me wanna rant and rave | |
| Across the stage like a beast in a cage, i save | |
| All the screamin and shoutin for the next man | |
| The look on my face is the proof that i'm vexed, and | |
| I don't yell, i don't swell, i tell facts | |
| And simply stated i made it, sell tracks | |
| But i want respect from those who chose to | |
| Flap your rat traps, cause heaven knows you | |
| Made a mistake when you chose to oppose | |
| You tried to step on toes, now you're dissed - case closed | |
| Cause like it or not, action is gettin there | |
| So keep on sittin there, riffin and splittin hair | |
| And critizisin, i got my eyes in | |
| An upward glance, and i see us all risin | |
| Together | |
| [ chorus ] | |
| Listen up | |
| Who says a brother can't get his with his | |
| Eyes on the prize, realize that it is | |
| Highly probable that someday he will | |
| Believe and therefore achieve, but we will | |
| Keep an eye out, cause he might try out | |
| A quicker way to payday, but i doubt | |
| The brother knows: the harder the wind blows | |
| The faster the quick cash goes, and i suppose | |
| Gettin paid everyday means improvement | |
| Bust the movement on the floor as the groove went | |
| (together) as the bass kicked, the ace picked | |
| The mic up, and now i'm gonna strike up a taste licked | |
| By a licker and bitten by a biter | |
| Sucked by a sucker, i fought like a fighter | |
| To get the meal rarely barely shared by | |
| A brother of color, but i'm not scared, i | |
| Don't wanna stop, to the top it's a rat race | |
| Or should i say rap race, i wanna get that taste | |
| My mouth is waterin, who's that orderin? | |
| The ace'll slow a pace, i'm almost borderin | |
| On breakin, cause it's there for the takin | |
| And i'm not fakin, yo, i want the bacon | |
| But i'm not hurryin or worryin, there's time for | |
| Me to get mine, but i made a rhyme for | |
| To use, so you score, it's more like food for | |
| Empty spaces, now the ace is in the mood for | |
| Seein the black with a tack with a feather | |
| Cause we don't need a 2x4 just to get there together | |
| Yeah, yeah stop |
| Drop it | |
| Ace and action | |
| Steady pace by my side | |
| The name of this one here is together | |
| This is goin out to all those who some day reach that fork in the road, you know? | |
| Cause we all have the potential to get there together | |
| Listen up | |
| I got a problem, the ace is bubblin | |
| Physically i' m fit as a fiddle, but somethin' s troublin | |
| My mind, i' m in search of the find | |
| A style that' s designed just for this kind | |
| Of a raid, it' s a must to get paid | |
| Or fade into the wack parade | |
| And so you can' t wade | |
| Through this groove, it' s as deep as a diver goes | |
| As i proceed, the liver it grows | |
| Then it reaches your ear, teaches you where | |
| You are and where it should be, to each his share | |
| Unadultared, dope, i made it to cope | |
| With any that hope that i faded nope | |
| I' m still on the scene, kill all the mean | |
| Stares, who cares, they hurtin nothin, when will you fiend | |
| For somethin attainable, somethin more gainable | |
| I build and i' m filled with knowledge undrainable | |
| It' s overflowin, before long you' re goin | |
| To find out, you kept your mind out of growin | |
| The way you did it, was you didn' t admit it was | |
| Somethin that applied to you, you should bit it, cuz | |
| But you chose to ignore, i suppose you explore | |
| Only things with wings and a halo sure | |
| You' re not a saint, but you try to paint | |
| A picture that' ll get you respect, don' t you know it ain' t | |
| How large you' re livin, or what you' re drivin | |
| But what your goals are, so keep on strivin | |
| And gainin, maintainin | |
| Keep your brain intact, this is mental trainin | |
| For the minds that have given up | |
| Other are livin up, if you want a sip, then go get a cup | |
| And we' ll take a drink from the fountain | |
| Of success, yo, let' s all climb the mountain | |
| Together | |
| chorus | |
| We' re gonna get there | |
| Oh yeah, we' re gonna get there | |
| Together 3x | |
| We got to, got to, got to | |
| Get there together | |
| Who' s with me now, raise your hand | |
| Need inspiration? the capital a' s your man | |
| I' ll inspire you to strive a little higher | |
| You won' t tire, and not even barbwire | |
| Will obstruct your progress, i guess | |
| You wanna succeed? determination is what you need | |
| Face your fears and place your tears aside | |
| Raise your peers to the top, here' s a guide | |
| For you to follow by, try and swallow my | |
| Food for thought, and you' re short of an alibi | |
| There' s no excuses, the rhyme just spruces | |
| And juices up a small mind, so call mine the loosest | |
| Cause i get looser than mice in a basement | |
| I grab the mic, and that' s when the place went | |
| Wild, steady smiled, i didn' t crack one | |
| Not that i' m mean or that i lack fun | |
| But the topic is serious, listeners are curious | |
| Rappers are lerious, the ace and i' m furious | |
| It' s not the kinda rage that makes me wanna rant and rave | |
| Across the stage like a beast in a cage, i save | |
| All the screamin and shoutin for the next man | |
| The look on my face is the proof that i' m vexed, and | |
| I don' t yell, i don' t swell, i tell facts | |
| And simply stated i made it, sell tracks | |
| But i want respect from those who chose to | |
| Flap your rat traps, cause heaven knows you | |
| Made a mistake when you chose to oppose | |
| You tried to step on toes, now you' re dissed case closed | |
| Cause like it or not, action is gettin there | |
| So keep on sittin there, riffin and splittin hair | |
| And critizisin, i got my eyes in | |
| An upward glance, and i see us all risin | |
| Together | |
| chorus | |
| Listen up | |
| Who says a brother can' t get his with his | |
| Eyes on the prize, realize that it is | |
| Highly probable that someday he will | |
| Believe and therefore achieve, but we will | |
| Keep an eye out, cause he might try out | |
| A quicker way to payday, but i doubt | |
| The brother knows: the harder the wind blows | |
| The faster the quick cash goes, and i suppose | |
| Gettin paid everyday means improvement | |
| Bust the movement on the floor as the groove went | |
| together as the bass kicked, the ace picked | |
| The mic up, and now i' m gonna strike up a taste licked | |
| By a licker and bitten by a biter | |
| Sucked by a sucker, i fought like a fighter | |
| To get the meal rarely barely shared by | |
| A brother of color, but i' m not scared, i | |
| Don' t wanna stop, to the top it' s a rat race | |
| Or should i say rap race, i wanna get that taste | |
| My mouth is waterin, who' s that orderin? | |
| The ace' ll slow a pace, i' m almost borderin | |
| On breakin, cause it' s there for the takin | |
| And i' m not fakin, yo, i want the bacon | |
| But i' m not hurryin or worryin, there' s time for | |
| Me to get mine, but i made a rhyme for | |
| To use, so you score, it' s more like food for | |
| Empty spaces, now the ace is in the mood for | |
| Seein the black with a tack with a feather | |
| Cause we don' t need a 2x4 just to get there together | |
| Yeah, yeah stop |
| Drop it | |
| Ace and action | |
| Steady pace by my side | |
| The name of this one here is together | |
| This is goin out to all those who some day reach that fork in the road, you know? | |
| Cause we all have the potential to get there together | |
| Listen up | |
| I got a problem, the ace is bubblin | |
| Physically i' m fit as a fiddle, but somethin' s troublin | |
| My mind, i' m in search of the find | |
| A style that' s designed just for this kind | |
| Of a raid, it' s a must to get paid | |
| Or fade into the wack parade | |
| And so you can' t wade | |
| Through this groove, it' s as deep as a diver goes | |
| As i proceed, the liver it grows | |
| Then it reaches your ear, teaches you where | |
| You are and where it should be, to each his share | |
| Unadultared, dope, i made it to cope | |
| With any that hope that i faded nope | |
| I' m still on the scene, kill all the mean | |
| Stares, who cares, they hurtin nothin, when will you fiend | |
| For somethin attainable, somethin more gainable | |
| I build and i' m filled with knowledge undrainable | |
| It' s overflowin, before long you' re goin | |
| To find out, you kept your mind out of growin | |
| The way you did it, was you didn' t admit it was | |
| Somethin that applied to you, you should bit it, cuz | |
| But you chose to ignore, i suppose you explore | |
| Only things with wings and a halo sure | |
| You' re not a saint, but you try to paint | |
| A picture that' ll get you respect, don' t you know it ain' t | |
| How large you' re livin, or what you' re drivin | |
| But what your goals are, so keep on strivin | |
| And gainin, maintainin | |
| Keep your brain intact, this is mental trainin | |
| For the minds that have given up | |
| Other are livin up, if you want a sip, then go get a cup | |
| And we' ll take a drink from the fountain | |
| Of success, yo, let' s all climb the mountain | |
| Together | |
| chorus | |
| We' re gonna get there | |
| Oh yeah, we' re gonna get there | |
| Together 3x | |
| We got to, got to, got to | |
| Get there together | |
| Who' s with me now, raise your hand | |
| Need inspiration? the capital a' s your man | |
| I' ll inspire you to strive a little higher | |
| You won' t tire, and not even barbwire | |
| Will obstruct your progress, i guess | |
| You wanna succeed? determination is what you need | |
| Face your fears and place your tears aside | |
| Raise your peers to the top, here' s a guide | |
| For you to follow by, try and swallow my | |
| Food for thought, and you' re short of an alibi | |
| There' s no excuses, the rhyme just spruces | |
| And juices up a small mind, so call mine the loosest | |
| Cause i get looser than mice in a basement | |
| I grab the mic, and that' s when the place went | |
| Wild, steady smiled, i didn' t crack one | |
| Not that i' m mean or that i lack fun | |
| But the topic is serious, listeners are curious | |
| Rappers are lerious, the ace and i' m furious | |
| It' s not the kinda rage that makes me wanna rant and rave | |
| Across the stage like a beast in a cage, i save | |
| All the screamin and shoutin for the next man | |
| The look on my face is the proof that i' m vexed, and | |
| I don' t yell, i don' t swell, i tell facts | |
| And simply stated i made it, sell tracks | |
| But i want respect from those who chose to | |
| Flap your rat traps, cause heaven knows you | |
| Made a mistake when you chose to oppose | |
| You tried to step on toes, now you' re dissed case closed | |
| Cause like it or not, action is gettin there | |
| So keep on sittin there, riffin and splittin hair | |
| And critizisin, i got my eyes in | |
| An upward glance, and i see us all risin | |
| Together | |
| chorus | |
| Listen up | |
| Who says a brother can' t get his with his | |
| Eyes on the prize, realize that it is | |
| Highly probable that someday he will | |
| Believe and therefore achieve, but we will | |
| Keep an eye out, cause he might try out | |
| A quicker way to payday, but i doubt | |
| The brother knows: the harder the wind blows | |
| The faster the quick cash goes, and i suppose | |
| Gettin paid everyday means improvement | |
| Bust the movement on the floor as the groove went | |
| together as the bass kicked, the ace picked | |
| The mic up, and now i' m gonna strike up a taste licked | |
| By a licker and bitten by a biter | |
| Sucked by a sucker, i fought like a fighter | |
| To get the meal rarely barely shared by | |
| A brother of color, but i' m not scared, i | |
| Don' t wanna stop, to the top it' s a rat race | |
| Or should i say rap race, i wanna get that taste | |
| My mouth is waterin, who' s that orderin? | |
| The ace' ll slow a pace, i' m almost borderin | |
| On breakin, cause it' s there for the takin | |
| And i' m not fakin, yo, i want the bacon | |
| But i' m not hurryin or worryin, there' s time for | |
| Me to get mine, but i made a rhyme for | |
| To use, so you score, it' s more like food for | |
| Empty spaces, now the ace is in the mood for | |
| Seein the black with a tack with a feather | |
| Cause we don' t need a 2x4 just to get there together | |
| Yeah, yeah stop |