Lyrics:
lowkey from the dope boy
Shut shit down at the show boy
Know both sides like a note boy
Been Aggie from the jump off
Still been a myth since Tip Off
Still
that verse line
That first line I heard like Q-Tip first time heard Phife
Ain't no false idols in my sight
And I talk light when I fight
Just be
bodies in water, you know you oughta
Lose all the glitter and flash, and get raw ass
I've been ordained by the feeling, to keep the hip-hop
Raw hoppin
bodies in water, you know you oughta
Lose all the glitter and flash, and get raw ass
I've been ordained by the feeling, to keep the hip-hop
Raw hoppin'
the day
Hella Bitches on my just like a cape
Verde payday so all in my vision is green
Dick so damn long that it rub on her spleen
Then I'm all up in her
Because we've been putting on for years, and people still be counting sheep on us
But its cool, I be that offspring dressed in all wolf clothing
With
stone-faced from the brothers
Ludicrous whining, meaning when the others
Stand by em, while they take the fall
The Beast' now lives in the Capitol
Record
to
know about my life so check this out; this is called My Own Hell
Produced by Don Juan
[Intro 2]
Nigga, my life is straight conflict
When all I want
species is
I'm sneezing glitz while you just ride on my trapezius
Lemme get this ring in ya ear like a q-tip
But this no quest MC this no fluffy stick
yourself
To keep you in health, this for all of y'all
I'm quick on the draw like black McGraw
And I can't tell what y'all cats rappin' for
My name 'Riq
failed
Called you by surprise
Now the Devil in your eyes
Devil in your pie, see a coochee
Hit the broad
Stupid that you feelin' to live
In the crack
Yeah, going out to Showbiz, Whiz One, Lord Finesse
Jazzy Jay, my man Q-Tip, KX, yo check it out
Check one, two, no one to run to
I Catch-22,
melvin...
Wipe a nigga nose like a q-tip, I'm in this game to win ian doin no failing...
And I could be a convicted felon...
But the police did not find
like the devil or a Q-tip
She the only one who fell in love and seen Cupid
I don't fall in love, if you thought, then you're stupid
Cut yourself, cut me
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah!
Early morning in the waffle house my shit was tasty
I can't leave without her number so I talk with Stacy
Tell her give my
that really how you feel?
Nigga, the internet isn't real!
Yeah, I saw a lady get fucked
In the ass by a goat
Laugh for an hour, that's all she wrote
my person
By stating I'm darkly packed
I know this, so, I point at Q-Tip
And he states, "Black is Black"
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Shovel
my person
By stating I'm darkly packed
I know this, so, I point at Q-Tip
And he states, "Black is Black"
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Shovel
Givin' all the niggas dap (Fuck wit' a nigga)
Ain't drinkin' from the tap
Bad bitches in my lap (Got the bitches)
Gettin' money by the stack (Stack
the tone of beats and poems
Polo's headphones becomes a skull and crossbones
Pull out your Q tips clean out the earwax
If you're still hard of hearing,
I don't eat no ham n' eggs
Cuz they're high in cholesterol
Ay yo, Phife do you eat em?
(No, Tip do you eat em?)
Uh uh, not at all (Again)
I don't eat
the brothers act fools
When I turn a party out, all hands is in the air
Some say it's chill, New York throw chairs
The punk funk sound to make a sane man
And by and by
You can reach me down in Dallas
A general delivery
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
There's gonna come a day,
I'd like to take this time to say what's up to Kool G
The name is Q-Tip, the Midnight Marauder
Giving nuff respects to Afrika Bambaataa
As a man in
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