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Baby phife's return

by A Tribe Called Quest


The mad man malik makes mcs run for milk of magnesia
Maybe that´ll ease ya
Master of this microphone mackinmaster as in great
I´ll have your brain goin in circles as my style tends to ovulate
I´m makin movesnever moviesthat´s why y´all mcs lose me
Retracewon´tso your stubborn like groupies
Kidyou know my flavatear this whole jam apart
Fuck around and have your heartlike jordan had starks
While you playin hokey pokeythere´s no time to be dokey
Cuz I come out to play every night like charles oakley
Dissin around with wack rhymin
You lose your grip from chalk climbin
Let me take this time to say r.i.p. to phyllis hyman
Who never got the props that she damn well deserved
But see meyou don´t wanna see mecuz all mcs are gettin served
The nervefor you to even step to the phifer
I´ll bumrush your set and crush your whole cypher
Reservea spot for me in hip hop´s hall of fame
Cuz rappin ain´t no gamebig up your head and maintain
Yeahqueens forever in this piece crushin any beef
Ain´t nuthin sweetthe bakery´s across the fuckin street
Phife dawgswingin it back and forth just like aaliyah
Makin moves on your heart like that trick tamia
No doubt about itI love hip hop to death
But yo tipbring in the chorus cuz I´m losin my breath

Consequence:
Ayoyou know the deal when the diggy dawg is on the scene
We got the fiend bumpin straight from the borough queens
You know the deal when the diggy dawg is on the scene
We got the fiend bumpin straight from the borough queens
You know the deal when the diggy dawg is on the scene
You know the dealhayou know the deal

Phife:
Big up pop dukethat´s where I caught my athleticism
My mamano doubtthat´s where I got my lyricism
My nanathat´s where I got my spiritualism
As for tip and shahthey made me stop from smokin izm
Nowwhen I´m with some cheeseI be lettin off gism
Writin rhymes since daddy kane and biz mark was on prism
I gotta brave heart like the one named shirley chisholm
As for my late twinboyI wish I was with him
Got the lightro in the back talkin bout (come onget him)
And when it comes to rhymesno doubtI flip em
Sucka mc in my pathhey mainI say we ship him
Money pleaseyour rhymes are wacksay wordthis geek is trippin
Just because my name is phifemy manI´m never slippin
I got the type of flave to have your ass straight bitchin
For those who act cutesee I got them on mute
Have you walkin through your projects in your birthday suit
Cuz your style is off lootso I played him like a flute
If youse a sucka mcthen it´s you I rebuke
My style iseverday all daysimilar to water
Crushin mcs as if my name was sargent slaughter
Keep shit hotter...than a sauna
Or better yetthe hormones on your christian daughter
HeyI tried to warn her
My sounds the type to killlike the grill on lauryn hill
So all ya sucka mcsy´all best go chill
Bout to go to union square so I can see my care bear
Singin good stuff in my earrunnin fingers through my hair
Represent the zulu nation with illy rap creations
Just keep shit hotter than death row-bad boy confrontations
Chillin with fudge love because he represents the haitians
Ya naw´mean

Word up
I just wanna big up everybody for supportin a tribe called quest
Through the years
This be the fourth lpyou know what I´m sayin?
Tipshaheed and phifebeatsrhymes and life
Featuring my manyou know what I´m sayinconsequence
192 is the area where we representfor the ladies and gentsha ha
You know what I´m sayin? big up shaheed muhammadthat´s my man
Christineyou know what I´m sayinword life (fading out)
The abstract poeticrockin this track
Bouncin it all over the placein your face
You know what I´m sayin? my man lightro...





 

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