Mr Incog[Chorus](12x)
Mr. Incognito, Incognito
[Verse 1: Q-Tip]

Yeah yeah yeah
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes, and a physical frame

Jottin down my list of positives in life
I want a ride, crib, mud, wife
The look on my girl is filled with conviction

Gonna get what I need, the league restriction
Babble on the Boulevard to brother hood buddies
Pokin in my pocket it's the E for the moneys

Jay and all the jokes that jet in the jetters
While I'm at the booth tube watchin ?beretta?
Swig up on a forty cause I'm feelin thirsty

Mama says she taught me, better say she cursed me
Throwin on my hoodie low-profilin, whassup with the Twister
Brother man be wildin

While I be on mission that's beyond eye level
Questin out the devil and this styles that I sever-
-al Quest with the Questers, a Quest on a solo

Boomin in a Benzo, Beamer or a Bronco
Boom pack a boom boom, boom pack a boom
If my sight isn't seen, silly saps will $$#ume

That we fallin off the earth with the Nina and the pensa
The Five Foot $$#asin with the shade of magenta
[Verse 2: Phife Dawg]

Magenta is the shade for the mystic parade
Physical Trini boy lyrically I enstrain
Livin of Lyndon 1-92nd

Chillin at the rest other brothers wreck it
Easy like I'm on it, Commodore Sunday
Waited for tuesday, fourmatic monday

When I woke wednesday persons was groundin
Don't know the whereabouts can't be foundin
Chillin for the villain the one they call the Phifer

Still on the smooth but a tidbit hyper
Get with the gat one as I hit the D-L
It's my thing what I ring I try to do it well

You can bet your bottom dollar that the Tribe will not be slippin
Makin hit after hit as we cnito