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[Q-tip]: Listen up everybody the bottom line I'm a black intellect, but unrefined With precision like a bullet, target bound Just livin like a hooker, the harlett sounds Now when I say the harlett, you know I mean the hott V-A-V-A-Vader, the brothers in the spot Jalick, Jalick ya wind up ya hit Captain of the poets, I'm the #7 pick Lick, lick, lick boy on your backside Lick, lick, lick boy on your backside Listen to the fader, Shaheed lets it glide Tip the earthly body Heavens on my side Even in Santo Domingo Can I gotta Gringo We got mikes when do we go Know a little nigga who can ryhme when you ask me Short, dark, and plus his voice is raspy Phife Dawg 1 for the treble 2 for the bass You know the style Tip It's time to flip this I like my beats hard like two day old shit Steady eatin booty M.C's like cheese Grits My man Al B. Sure, he's in effect mode Used to have a crush on Dawn from En Vogue It's not like honey dip would wanna get with me But just in case I own more condoms then T.L.C. Now the formula is this Me, Tip, and Ali For those who can't count it goes 1-2-3 The answer(scratch-Damn right I'm)Hiccup is how i be Brothers find it's hard to do but never me Some brothers try to dis my malik You see'm ditchin me Now cure all the B.B. M.C.'s my shit is hittin
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