Just think, what if you could just, just blink yourself away?   Just think, what if you could just, just blink yourself away?   Jeff X can rock the mic with tooth decay   I be the 5 foot 7, residing at the mecca lesson south section   Used to cut class in the infinite pursuit of ass   Back in eighty-seven   Easy with the chics I was a chocolate boy   Raised in the cellar with the rhythm like Ella   Walking down the streets to the subway where i lay   Til the train stop then a nigga hop   Used to do the pop dance to the planet rock   At the block party everybody jocked [who me?]   It's the MC sucka niggaz envy   I got my contract in 1993 and    I shall proceed      Chorus: repeat 2X      I shall, proceed   And continue, to rock the mic      Verse Two:      I wake up early in the morning, I mean early afternoon   Break a lyrical hymn of the stem like boom   I'm flyer when I'm higher put my shit up on a tomb   That nigga represented on the 28th of June   I'm representing philly on the 28th of June   I can make you feel that i'm a surreal cartoon   with my pistol in the face of hip hop, stick in your face   Because i'm on a paper chase, yes i'm on a paper chase   My Timberlands are fully laced I be the Mr. Boogeyman       With records from 125th to Japan   I laid them play like Johnny Hathaway and shake a hand, shake a hand   Your lady tried to kick it, but I couldn't play my man   My niggaz is my niggaz ya see she didn't understand   I shake your hand and shit'll hit the fan, just think   Just think, what? What if you could, just blink, what?   Just blink yourself away?      Chorus      Verse Three:      Malik B get on the mic yo there's too much on my mind [say what?]   Malik get on the mic, there's too much on my mind   Johnny on the spot, got the rhythm and the rhyme   Fuckin with The Roots you know them niggaz is the dime   I can make a hundred yard line start to dash   I can make a whole lake of fish start to splash   I can make Conan and the Titans clash   I can Metallica and guns 'N Roses crash   Used to smash crash parties like i was disturbed   Used to make plots against the herringbone herb   But now, all I do disperse the verb   And like a nerd i can make you say, "He's superb"   Word is perfect, never ever shall you misinterpret   I move styles like bowels so now you know i'm worth it   Direct from Philly, the lands where niggas scheme   So you know I got the sheen in my gleam      Chorus