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[Q-Tip]
For real though who really got sent 
Flown on the edge got the ledge hangin' out of the window
Bird chest niggas with you (wondrous
(feat. Q-Tip)
[Verse One: Q-Tip]
I want to be able to reach an mc
And reach a little child in the same degree
And my elders excel
I mean what
Cirikidzing

It's Q-tip

Don't have lotta time, man, I really gotta move man
She's waitin' for me now, man, don't wanna blow the move, man
'Cause you know
I don't see the future, I feel it day to day
Dirty nights are passing by, I gotta learn to pay
Trucking down to London, gigs that never end
Foggy
[Q-Tip] 
Just feelin' things out for real, ya know? 
Just want to do me for real, ya know? 
No reason to make it complicated, you feelin'
the hops, bottom out until the top of the top tip hits with grit shit
Then I'ma shift into high gear, my year, every year
Let me hear someone near cheer
Q
jealous of a Q-Tip
She'll take stupid over fat
She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today.
And she walked away.

Malcom's got
and I don't quit
I get pushed to the limit, and yo that's it
Step by step, I put an end to your fun
Cause I'm the chosen one, yes me my son
A young kid
would play Q-Tip in the Q before you knew T.I.P.
And before you knew T.I.P. 
I was tippin' strippers properly to Pussy Poppin'.
So, when you ask me
[Chorus]
Mr. Incognito, Incognito [Repeat: x12]

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Yeah yeah yeah
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes,
Once again, my friends, it's time to rock it 'til the party ends
Rhymin' with timin', as EVIL E lets the record spin
Kickin' it, hittin', rockin',
Wake uuuuuuuup
I see the sun shine gazing threw window pain
Blazing like indo flame its time to wake up
Co0me to ur senses manye
Snow is all
[Q-Tip] 
(yo) Aiyyo Buck, word up (get up in em) 
Yo it's that nigga from the Tribe 
Let these niggas know what's up son, aight? 

[Buckshot]
To your chest and watch the mic get ripped
Mad Skillz, Extra P, and my brother Q-Tip

Huhuh like the Doc Bruce Banner
Hit you with a ray which is
To your chest and watch the mic get ripped
Mad Skillz, Extra P, and my brother Q-Tip

Huhuhuhuhuhuh like the Doc Bruce Banner
Hit you with a ray which
[Q-Tip]
I got the Busta bust 
Yo, we make the shit wild hot 
Busta:We got Kamaal
Complete, we make the shit wild hot

[Q-Tip]
I got the Busta
Premier and Guru, this goes out to you
Special Ed and Buckshot, this a shout to you
I don't know if its the end but yo it might be
Big up to Q-Tip, Alicia
Lawyer...liar 
Lawyer...liar 
You pleaded and squealed 
And you think you've won 
But sorrow will come 
To you in the end 
And as sure as my words are pure
[Q-Tip] 
Just feelin' things out for real, ya know? 
Just want to do me for real, ya know? 
No reason to make it complicated, you feelin'
ya how I hit 'em
CL, Pete Rock, G Rap, Maxwell
Big Daddy, Q-Tip and ah me as well
Time to say peace, thank Pete for the beats
This funky beat was
goodbye, let me tell ya how I hit 'em
CL, Pete Rock, G Rap, Maxwell
Big Daddy, Q-Tip and ah me as well
Time to say peace, thank Pete for the beats
This
say goodbye, let me tell ya how I hit 'em
CL, Pete Rock, G Rap, Maxwell
Big Daddy, Q-Tip and ah me as well
Time to say peace, thank Pete for
the next
I'm the Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest
And when I quest for the buddy I don't fess
For my jimmy wants nothin' but the best (the best)
The best
wicked, I didn't check the rhyme
'Cause Q-Tip couldn't kick it

And that punk Redman, I hit you with the back son
Talk is cheap, it's time time for some
that means nap time
Preachin' from my joint, what the I'ma clap mine
Singin songs of 6 pence it's intense
Surpise your at the end like the sixth sense