Buggin Out lyrics

[Phife Dawg]
Yo, microphone check one two what is this
The five foot assassin with the ruffneck business
I float like gravity, never had a cavity
Got more rhymes than the Winans got family
No need to sweat Arsenio to gain some type of fame
No shame in my game cause I`ll always be the same
Styles upon styles upon styles is what I have
You wanna diss the Phifer but you still don`t know the half
I sport New Balance sneakers to avoid a narrow path
Messin round with this you catch ?the sizin of em?
I never half step cause I`m not a half stepper
Drink a lot of soda so they call me Dr. Pepper
Refuse to com-pete with BS competition
Your name ain`t Special Ed so won`t you Seckle With the Mission
I never walk the streets, think it`s all about me
Even though deep in my heart, it really could be
I just try my best to like go all out
Some might even say yo shorty black you`re buggin` out


[Q-Tip]
Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uh!
Zulu Nation, brothers that`s creation
Minds get flooded, ejaculation
right on the two inch tape
The Abstract poet incognito, runsss the cape
Not the best not the worst and occasionally I curse to get my
point across, so bust, the floss
As I go in betweeen, the grit and the dirt
Listen to the mission listen Miss as I do work, umm
as I crack the, monotone
Children of the jazz so, get your own
Smokin R