A Tribe Called Quest - Baby Phife's Return

featuring Consequence 

Phife: 
The mad man Malik makes MCs run for Milk of Magnesia 
Maybe that`ll ease ya 
Master of this microphone mackin, master as in great 
I`ll have your brain goin in circles as my style tends to ovulate 
I`m makin moves, never movies, that`s why y`all MCs lose me 
Retrace, won`t, so your stubborn like groupies 
Kid, you know my flava, tear this whole jam apart 
Fuck around and have your heart, like Jordan had Starks 
While you playin hokey pokey, there`s no time to be dokey 
Cuz I come out to play every night like Charles Oakley 
Dissin around with wack rhymin 
You lose your grip from chalk climbin 
Let me take this time to say R.I.P. to Phyllis Hyman 
Who never got the props that she damn well deserved 
But see me, you don`t wanna see me, cuz all MCs are gettin served 
The nerve, for you to even step to the Phifer 
I`ll bumrush your set and crush your whole cypher 
Reserve, a spot for me in hip hop`s hall of fame 
Cuz rappin ain`t no game, big up your head and maintain 
Yeah, Queens forever in this piece crushin any beef 
Ain`t nuthin sweet, the bakery`s across the fuckin street 
Phife Dawg, swingin it back and forth just like Aaliyah 
Makin moves on your heart like that trick Tamia 
No doubt about it, I love hip hop to death 
But yo Tip, bring in the chorus cuz I`m losin my breath 

Consequence: 
A, yo, you know the deal when the diggy Dawg is on the scene 
We got the fiend bumpin straight from the borough Queens 
You know the deal when the diggy Dawg is on the scene 
We got the fiend bumpin straight from the borough Queens 
You know the deal when the diggy Dawg is on the scene 
You know the deal, ha, you know the deal 

Phife: 
Big up pop Duke, that`s where I caught my athleticism 
My mama, no doubt, that`s where I got my lyricism 
My nana, that`s where I got my spiritualism 
As for Tip and Shah, they made me stop from smokin izm 
Now, when I`m with some cheese, I be lettin off gism 
Writin rhymes since Daddy Kane and Biz Mark was on Prism 
I gotta brave heart like the one named Shirley Chisholm 
As for my late twin, boy, I wish I was with him 
Got the Lightro in the back talkin bout (come on, get him) 
And when it comes to rhymes, no doubt, I flip em 
Sucka MC in my path, hey main, I say we ship him 
Money please, your rhymes are wack, say word, this geek is trippin 
Just because my name is Phife, my man, I`m never slippin 
I got the type of flave to have your ass straight bitchin 
For those who act cute, see I got them on mute 
Have you walkin through your projects in your birthday suit 
Cuz your style is off loot, so I played him like a flute 
If youse a sucka MC, then it`s you I rebuke 
My style is, everday all day, similar to water 
Crushin MCs as if my name was Sargent Slaughter 
Keep shit hotter...than a sauna 
Or better yet, the hormones on your Christian daughter 
Hey, I tried to warn her 
My sounds the type to kill, like the grill on Lauryn Hill 
So all ya sucka MCs, y`all best go chill 
Bout to go to Union Square so I can see my care bear 
Singin good stuff in my ear, runnin fingers through my hair 
Represent the Zulu Nation with illy rap creations 
Just keep shit hotter than Death Row-Bad Boy confrontations 
Chillin with Fudge Love because he represents the Haitians 
Ya naw`mean 

Word up 
I just wanna big up everybody for supportin A Tribe Called Quest 
Through the years 
This be the fourth LP, you know what I`m sayin? 
Tip, Shaheed and Phife, Beats, Rhymes and Life 
Featuring my man, you know what I`m sayin, Consequence 
192 is the area where we represent, for the ladies and gents, ha ha 
You know what I`m sayin? Big up Shaheed Muhammad, that`s my man 
Christine, you know what I`m sayin, word life (fading out) 
The Abstract Poetic, rockin this track 
Bouncin it all over the place, in your face 
You know what I`m sayin? My man Lightro...