[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  trainin gladiator, anti-hesitater  Shaheed push the fader from here to Granada  Mr. energetic, who me sound pathetic  when's the last time you heard a funky diabetic?  (I don't know man(3x))  (I don't know(2x))  [Chorus]:  (Oh My God yes, Oh my god(10))  [Q-Tip]  Complimentary it be  the theif of Poetry  I got a humdinger comin hook line and sinker  the TIMBO hits with the prints underground  TIMBO's on the toes, i like the way it's goin down  down like the lady of the evenin   when it goes in Toots just beleive the sin  cuz Queens is the county, Jamaica is the place  Take off your boots cuz you can't run the race  [Chorus]:  (Oh My God(14))