Aiyyo swing swing swing, to chop chop chop
Yo that`s the sound when MC`s get mopped
Don`t come around town without the hip in your hop
Cause when the shit hits the fan, that ass`ll get dropped
MC`s wanna attack me but them punks can`t cope
I`ll have you left without a job, like Isley from The Love Boat
So money watch your mouth, or I might have to bust ya
Battlin MC`s, from JFK to Russia
Back down to London, Sweden and Brazil
Do a U.S. tour for three months and then a chill
Styles be fat like Jackie Gleason, the rest be Art Carney
People love the Dawg like the kids love Barney
`;I love you, you love me`;
The shorty Phife Dawg is your favorite MC
So move back yaself dread, you know the element
The Tribe is good for your health like a can of Nutriment
MC`s don`t have no winds, MC`s don`t have no winds
I flips you crazier than a busload of Jerry`s Kids
Your crew don`t want it, man your crew don`t want it
But if you feel you can swing it, then money please bring it
(sup) Large Professor in the house (sup)
(sup) You know how we do (sup)
(sup) I stay on your crew (sup)
(whassup) like Mario Lemieux (whassup)
(Whassup?) Peace to Ike Love
(Sup? Hah hah) and the rest of the crew (Whassup?)
(Whassup?) I meet you guys in front the cleaners
Bring the blunts and the brew so
Verse Two: Q-Tip
Whassup kids? The Ab is speaking from the moon
Thanks for your support, aiyyo I`ll be home soon
But the only thing I ask when I return from my task
Is a whole bunch of beats and a Blass full of ass
My fist stands firm because I`m, black and solid
I open up your pores like a plate full of collards
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