Baby Phife’s Return - A Tribe Called Quest

Baby Phife's Return - A Tribe Called Quest
The mad man malik makes mcs
Run for milk of magnesia
Maybe thatll ease ya
Master of this microphone mackin
Master as in great
Ill have your brain goin in circles
As my style tends to ovulate
Im makin moves never movies
Thats why yall mcs lose me
Retrace wont so your stubborn like groupies
Kid you know my flava
Tear this whole jam apart
Around and have your heart
Like jordan had starks
While you playin hokey pokey
Theres 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 me you dont wanna see me
Cuz all mcs are gettin served
The nerve for you to even step to the phifer
Ill bumrush your set and crush your whole cypher
Reserve a spot for me in hip hops hall of fame
Cuz rappin aint no game
Big up your head and maintain
Yeah queens forever in this piece crushin any beef
Aint nuthin sweet the bakerys across the f**kin street
Phife dawg swingin it back and forth just like aaliyah
Makin moves on your heart like that trick tamia
No doubt about it I love hip hop to death
But yo tip bring in the chorus cuz Im losin my breath
A yo 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
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 deal ha you know the deal
Big up pop duke
Thats where I caught my athleticism
My mama no doubt
Thats where I got my lyricism
My nana thats where I got my spiritualism
As for tip and shah they made me
Stop from smokin izm
Now when Im with some cheese
I 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 twin boy
I wish I was with him
Got the lightro in the back talkin bout
(come on get him)
And when it comes to rhymes
No doubt I flip em
Sucka mc in my path hey main
I say we ship him
Money please your rhymes are wack
Say word this geek is trippin
Just because my name is phife
My man Im never slippin
I got the type of flave
To have your a** straight in
For those who act cute see I got them on mute
Have you walkin through
Your projects in your birthday suit
Cuz your style is off loot
So I played him like a flute
If youse a sucka mc then its you I rebuke
My style is everday all day similar to water
Crushin mcs as if my name was sargent slaughter
Keep sh*t hotter
Than a sauna
Or better yet the hormones
On your christian daughter
Hey I tried to warn her
My sounds the type to kill
Like the grill on lauryn hill
So all ya sucka mcs yall best go chill
Bout to go to union square
So I can see my care bear
Singin good stuff in my ear
Runnin fingers through my hair
Represent the zulu nation with illy rap creations
Just keep sh*t hotter than
Death row-bad boy confrontations
Chillin with fudge love
Because he represents the haitians
Ya nawmean
Word up
I just wanna big up everybody
For supportin a tribe called quest
Through the years
This be the fourth lp you know what Im sayin
Tip shaheed and phife beats rhymes and life
Featuring my man you know what Im sayin
Consequence
192 is the area where we represent
For the ladies and gents ha ha
You know what Im sayin
Big up shaheed muhammad thats my man
Christine you know what Im sayin
Word life
The abstract poetic rockin this track
Bouncin it all over the place in your face
You know what Im sayin my man lightro