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Intro:
You on point Phife?
1nce Again Tip
You on point Phife?
1nce Again Tip
You on point Phife?
1nce Again Tip
Word
Watch me bust they shit
OK
Chorus:
[Tammy Lucas]
Ohhhh, you did it to me 1nce Again my friend
I swear you do it to me everytime
Cause you stay crazy on my mind
Yo you got it goin on (say word), on and on and
on
On and on and on
Verse One: Phife Dawg, Q-Tip
This is the year that I come in and just
devestate
My style is great ask your peoples can I
dominate?
My rhymes are harder than last night's erection
Don't play me close, I'll have this mic up in
your rear section
My shit is lovely simply meaning that my joint is
tight
Amping up the mic making sure production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's
block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting MC's to the
test
And if you front I'll put my foot up in your
friggin chest
Freestyle fanatic, and never will it ever stop
You crew is loose, you might just want to call
the cops
Aiyyo I gotta put some action on paper
Make sure my verse jump up and spread out like
the raper
The only tip I got for a waiter
Is watch the doorknob hit me where the dirty dog
shoulda bit me
That was my train of thought, but for so long I
fought
Now I'm at a level supreme to the devil
So turn up the bass and lay low on the treble
We be the real MC's and you dead, bring a shovel
Revitalize, the vital Tribe nigga, WHAT?
The ladies sweat the style like the squirrel
sweat the nuts
You know a fellas good for the moola
Don't smoke no woolas, read the name call me
Slick Tip the Ruler
Chorus
Verse Two: Q-Tip, Phife
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for
twenty-five joints
Sometimes Shaitan got me by the pressure points
But I can break a fella down like sex
You eat Wheat Chex but still light in the ass and
can't flex
If one nigga front I'ma make more pay
Cause toniiiiight, we gettin off like O.J.
And yo I got a Dawg that bites, fuck the barking
Yo I got a crew with the beats and the smarts and
I fought my shit up on Linden in the one-nine-two
Forever writing never biting ain't shit else to
do
Hoping to battle, but most MC's ain't ready yet
But if they huddle, and word, then this is good
as set
You have MC's dropping bombs that's incredible
Some of the brothers, their styles are just
despicable
As for me see I just do how I love to do
Try to deny me of my props then I'll be seeing
you
Most of you suckers wanna be down for the tag
along
The friggin fame, someone tell em that this shit
ain't games
You gots to do this from your heart meaning your
inner soul
And if it's real only then will you be on a roll
I try to stay on top my game there ain't no time
to lose
Four albums deep as a Quester but still we payin
dues
So hear me out one time, you gots ta be yourself
Cuz if you ain't yourself you end up by your
friggin self
I'm coming rugged with the Linden Boule type of
slang
And yo we'll see who can hang yo
You on point Tip?
Yo 1nce Again Phife
You on point Tip?
Yo 1nce Again Phife
You on point Tip?
Yo 1nce again Phife
Aiyyo that kid is hard!
Chorus
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