[Chorus]   (*scratching* - "Clap your hands now")      [Phife]   Brothas know the flavs when the Quest gets loose   Slammin sucka fuckas like the wrestler Zeus   Crazier than Tupac in that flick called Juice   Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss   Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Deuce   Gets paid to sex the hoochie like my main man Luke   Control the mic like Denzel on the girls   Wack MCs be on the nuts like Rocket J. Squirrel   The worst thing in the world is a sucka MC   Favorite rap group in the world is EPMD   Can't forget the De La, due to originality   And if I ever went solo, my favorite MC would be me   Phife Dawg up in the house, I give a shout out to Snoopy   Peace to all the Questers, to hell with the groupies   Like um, Ralph up to Potsie, Brooklyn to Dodger   Laverne to Shirley, Rerun to Roger   Ren to the Stimpy, Laurel to Hardy   Q-Tip and Phifer, they mashed up the party   Kick the rhymes and more rhymes   Kick the beats and more beats   We'll have you scratchin in your head, like Shaheed on Technics   For those who wanna oppose, just take a stand   But for now, just shut your shit and clap your hands      [Chorus]      [Q-Tip]   You just wanna dance man, then clap your hands   If you venture up the wrong road, then the circumstance...   Will be crucial, I got hundreds of rhymes that'll suit you   So listen   The Abstract intuition is very very worthy   I can feel ya out from Russia to Jersey   Can't understand, the underground, it gets deep   The low, the Nikes, the links, the jeeps   The women, the lingo and all the other goods   Peace to the hoods, that keep my shit on play   Please don't do the mute when you hear me on the juke   Brothas know my angle, it's the Star-Spangled black banner   Hook up the beats at the funk manner   If want a roll, then dough I be rakin   The scope is on the world, cuz it's mine for the takin   You know I'm gonna do it   My shit is rock solid, but it flows like fluid   Chemists get confused of my ill composition   This is the third of the new Tribe addition   MCs be swingin, but alot of them be missin   So shut your bloodclot and listen    Cuz I'm bringin you the ill rendition   I'd like to send this out to the L.E.S.   Gotta alot of rhythm and style and finesse   Come here love, hot sex on a plat   And when your done with that then clap      [Chorus] - repeat until end