Melting To A Morning Mist

yo, remember back on the boogie when cats use to harmonize like... whooo, whooo whooo whooo, yo, my men and my women, don't forget about the dean,Sirat al-Mustaqim yo, its about a thing, uh If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air and 'lick' two shots in the atmosphere... yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah... It's been three weeks since you've been looking for your friend The one you let hit it and never called you again 'Member when he told you he was 'bout the Benjamin's You act like you ain't hear him then gave him a little trim To begin, how you think you really gon' pretend Like you wasn't down then you called him again Plus when you give it up so easy you ain't even foolin’ him If you did it then, then you’d probably fuck again Talking out your neck sayin' you're a Christian A Muslim sleeping with the gin Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in Who you gon' tell when the reprocussions spin Showing off your ass 'cause you're thinking it's a trend Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again You know I only say it 'cause I'm truly genuine Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem Baby girl, respect is just a minimum Niggas fucked up and you still defending 'em Now Lauryn is only human Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly, Penn. It's silly when girls sell their soul because it's in Look at where you be in hair weaves like Europeans Fake nails done by Koreans Come again Win win come again, brethren come again, my friend come again, yo come again Guys you know you better watch out Some girls, some girls are only about That thing, that thing, that thing(2x-this line) The second verse is dedicated to the men More concerned with his rims and his Tims than his women Him and his men come in the club like hooligans Don't care who they offend popping yang like you got yen Let's not pretend, they wanna pack pistol by they waist men Crystal by the case men, still in they mother's basement The pretty face men, claiming that they did a bid men Need to take care of their three and four kids then They facing a court case when the child's support late Money taking, heart breaking now you wonder why women hate men The sneaky silent men, the punk domestic violence men The quick to shoot the semen stop acting like boys and be men How you gon' win when you ain't right within How you gon' win when you ain't right within How you gon' win when you ain't right within Uh uh Come again Yo yo Come again, brethren come again, sistren come again, come again Watch out watch out, look out look out, Watch out watch out, look out look out. Girls you know you better watch out Some guys, some guys are only about That thing, that thing, that thing(2x-this line) guys you know you better watch out some girls, some girls are only about that thing, that thing, that thing(2x-this line)

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 nights 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 productions tight Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writers block But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock My names malik my hobbys putting mcs 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 Im at a level supreme to the devil So turn up the bass and lay low on the treble We be the real mcs 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 Ive 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 ima 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 aint shit else to do Hoping to battle, but most mcs aint ready yet But if they huddle, and word, then this is good as set You have mcs 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 aint 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 aint 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 aint yourself you end up by your friggin self Im coming rugged with the linden boule type of slang And yo well 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!