chorus:
We can get down
We can, we can get down(both lines 4X)

Ah, it's like that man, it's like that (yes!)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes!) (2X)
It's like that man, it's like that

(Rakim from "My Melody":"Why waste time on the microphone")
Check it


Phife:
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never know

Steppin on my critics, beatin on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can go
Straight from the heart, I represent hip hop

I be three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop
Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top
Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closin the shop


X Crushin competition like Italians on grapes


My rhymes styles be blendin like a Ron G tape
My man where ya goin? You can't escape
When the Tribe is in the house, that means nobody is safe

How can a reverend preach, when a rev can't define
The music of our youth from 1979
We rap about what we see, meaning reality

>From people bustin caps and like Mandela bein free
Not every MC be with the negativity
We have a slew of rappers pushin positivity

Hip hop will never die yo, it's all about the rap
So Marion Barry smokin crack, let's preach about that
The trash you talk won't matter, that old bogus chatter

The more that you condemn us, it only makes us phatter

X When I talk, I know I'm talkin for hip-hoppers all around


You know you love the sound, we gets down


chorus:

Q-Tip:

I'm the cherry on the top of yo ice cream

X I'm the mystic thought inside your dream


Listen to the way we pulsate the jam
I'm the ^!$$% here with the mic in hand

Styles that we present are just a few
To do away with you and your hum drum crew
This is '93 and the %#@! is real

Black people unite and put down your steel
Ladies make a forum on your sexual drive
Devoted to your lover and make it thrive

The riff was of F, I'm a hip hop body
Release the energy like the force of a shotty
Standin on the wall with my Polo on

Talkin to the girl with the Liz Claiborne
Keep the poetry in my black knapsack
Got my Timbo hooves and my Doublemint pack

Hit the city streets to enhance my soul
I can kick a rhyme over ill drum rolls
With a kick, snare, kicks and high hat

Skilled in the trade of that old boom bap
I can do a trick with the opposite breed
I used to down 40s and smoke great weed

Now, I'm doin shows with half loot down
Now it's time for me to take ya uptown


It's like that man, it's like that (yes!) (7X)
It's like this, Shaheed!


Shaheed:(scratching)(until end)
Rakim: "Why waste time on the microphone"