The Traveler Lyrics - Jazzmatazz, Vol. 2 (the New Reality) - Guru

Somethin' to motivate to 

Somethin' to motivate you 

The more travelin' I do 

The more wise I become 

I'm the traveler I go place to place 

They see my face then I'm gone 

I'm the traveler I go place to place 

They see my face then I'm gone 

Yes the traveler always on the move (keep it movin' baby) 

Makin' power moves devourin' the grooves 

Goin' city to city with the illest force (aiyyo) 

Spannin' the glove like Wild World of Sports 

I go to Japan, with plans to slam (aight) 

I go to Spain and England, with knowledge to bring them 

(crazy knowledge) I go to Holland, and then to Germany 

You better learn to see I'll be here for eternity (a long time) 

I go to Switzerland and travel to Sweden 

And give the real heads jewels that they needin' (droppin' jewels) 

I go to Italy and also to France 

With the chance to enhance the dance (c'mon) 

I tore up mad spots doin' shows all over 

I wreck the stage, with East coast flavor (East coast) 

But I go out West too, and build with my peoples (true) 

Some can't conceive how I do what I do 

I'm the traveler, I go place to place 

They see my face, then I'm gone 

I'm the traveler, I go place to place 

They see my face, then I'm gone 

I'm the traveler, I go place to place 

They see my face, then I'm gone 

I'm the traveler, I go place to place 

They see my face, then I'm gone 

Around the world and back yo, the steelo is fat yo (huge) 

From blocks to continents, with mad impact (SMASH) 

I got it like that, ringin' bells in the street 

Midwest to Down South, I turn it out, kapeesh? (you understand?) 

Wherever I go, they give it up (uh-huh) 

They want to see me on the stage when I rip it up (rip it up) 

Uptown, downtown, Crooklyn, Queens, Strong Island 

Bronx, Shaolin, New Jersey, the brothers know I'm worthy (right) 

Got to get the dough, got to run the show 

My mental pops the topics when it's time to flow (word) 

With expertise, I release more techniques than twelve hundred 

Style's more than a hundred (mad styles) yes I run it 

More game than a little, MC's dribble from the mouth when I hit 

(uh-huh) The fuse is lit, makin your whole crew split 

No myth (word), yeah 

I'm whippin evil everywhere, ratification severely severe 

(aight) So clearly you hear 

Original aspects unlimited, significant thoughts 

That make me different than (different than) 

Most men who play the edge too close 

And while they fall, I fill halls coast to coast (everywhere) 

The dressing rooms I roam in is the scent of blessings (boom) 

Soon as we rockets to the next spot to wreck em 

I put the pure in the store, I got the cure (c'mon) 

Like a doc-tor, switchin' from planes, to helicopters 

MC's with your fake scowls, you smell foul, so I drop ya 

(you stink) And then I walked away with your propers (allathat) 

Of course I had stop ya 

See now you lost your spot ta...the traveler 

Makin' it right