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Phony Rappers - A Tribe Called Quest
Phony rappers who do not write
Phony rappers who do not excite
Phony rappers check it out aight
Yo I was riding the train
And this Puerto Rican kid said simple and plain
Let's battle-it kinda took me by surprise
'Cuz the brother was moving wit his eyes on the prize
I said screw it I ain't got nuttin to lose but um
But I got to do this s**t real quick so um
Hurry up kid bust your joints and then I'll bust mine
And I be out 'cuz I got
To see this hottie he said ok
Now check it check it out blah blah
Blah blah blah that's what he said
Then I came back and just f**ked up his head
'Cuz yo he thought an MC who was seen on TV
Couldn't hold the s**t down in New York City
Aiyyo I showed his a*s then I went off on my task
To bless her a*s Uptown real MC's will hold it down
Yea yea sonny to the beat like that
You wanna bring it to me where you at
I had a similiar situation
When this kid tried to tell me
I didn't deserve my occupation
He said I wasn't s**t that I was soon to fall
I looked him up and down grab
My crotch and said balls
Of course he tried to bring it on the battling tip
Ay you know me you know
I had to come out my s**t
Trying to lounge at the mall meet Skef and Mr Walton
Finally I banged his a*s wit the verbal assault
He said a rhyme about his 45 and his nickelbags of w**d
That's when I preceeded to give him what he needed
Talking 'bout I need a Phillie right before I get loose
Poor excuse money please I get loose off of orange juice
Preferly Minute Maid 'cuz that's exactly what it takes
To write a rhyme huh to school your nickels and your dimes
Because an MC like me be on TV
Don't mean I can't hold my s**t down in NYC
Phony rappers who do not write
Phony rappers who do not excite
Phony rappers you know they type
Phony rappers check it
It seems there's a sanitation y'all full of thrash talker
Sounding good but money can you feed the dog hawker
Talking 'bout your mic days and your breakdancing
Not enhancing you sound tired
Oh s**t I didn't know you like to play
Yourself in front'cha friends
Sitting there lying to no end
MC's for me make things happening
Talk about a world but in a form of rapping
Who will be the captain of this ship
If it goes down don't you
Know you have to go wit it
Just because you rhyme for a couple of weeks
Doesn't mean that you've reach the MC's peak
Let me stop sounding all bitter
Ghetto child never be a quitter
But don't be a phony in the litter
Take it as a letter from the better
Take it from a man who used
To rhyme in busted a*s Jettas
Yo Phife you need a condom
Word to God mess around
Catch AIDS from MC's being on my nuts too hard
'Cuz on my blvd you better bring your bodyguard
And what's your blvd
LP I represent naturally
So don't step on the rolly if you know that you're phony
Or else I bend that a*s like elbow macaroni
'Cuz I gotta keep it real gotta keep it real
A Tribe Called Quest you see we never half step
So on your mark get ready MC's be jetti
Me and Phifey be on ya like Veronica and Betty
Archie Jughead snuffing Mc's
From Brainslane down to Hempstead
Yes 'Quence see over
His rhyme style is older that a Chrysler Cordoba
I'm wilder then the cats from Arizona
Villanova un un Kentucky
Whos' the next MC stepping up to try and bust me
Bring him here and boy will I ever let him have it
And when it comes to the microphone
Don't even try to grab it
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