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Verse one: phife
Ayo who wanna pull on phifer long time no hear from
suckers walkinand' around talking about they could get some
but that pop is non cypher, no can do
and if you think iand'm a dope, then ask the other crew
and i proceed to let you know, exactly how to flow
iand'm not lawn doctor so just step off with the hoe
oops my mistake i didnand't know you went with her
should i run down the line of the all the kids that done hit her
donand't be bitter, i hear that honey resembles a critter
i heard she likes to do one-one my man john ritter
but back to the subject you canand't catch wreck
you must get respect, to earn respect
suckers think they could herb me cuz know i where specks
youand're full of jokes, but you your name ainand't flex
i got the riches, the bitches, iand'm large like a huxtable
you think youand're all that but youand're girland's quite doable
yeah, iand'm tellinand' you g, to back up off me
iand'm not a mad cohort, but iand'm not mr. softee
rappinand' is an art, coming straight from the heart
so forget the chart because the action can start
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Verse two: q-tip
Where ya at? to all my peoples with the funk
iand'm the undercover brother dump your hoe in the trunk
save all the sad songs and the tearjerkers
niggaz step up itand's the lyrical worker
the poems that i create ainand't in paper back books
the poems that i create are for hookers and the crooks
my mental is excelling cuz i dabble in the books
iand'm not the one to front on, so suboops-suboops
yo i gets the pickens, iand'm such a damn dickens
if you step to this then the plot just thickens
iand'll run you around the track like a bunny and a dog
to me, your just another mc on the log
a link on the chain, fluid on the brain
i boast of hype lyrics, and yours are mardane
see i canand't maintain, especially if you come back
iand'm the lyrical master blaster, yeah i can do that
i can also do your girl, so leave the hoe at home
cuz when i get done, iand'll have her strung on bones
itand's the no-joke pressure, that elevates my mind
makes me pick up and go when itand's time to drop a rhyme
my title is locked, the abstract poetic
iand'm in the idle mode but my energyand's kinetic
so smooth and debonair, especially for the ear
gotta keep my thing in gear cuz itand's evident and clear
that i will rock, rock, rock [fades away]
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