Phife Dawg - Lyrics to Go (Tumblin' Dice Remix) lyrics

(Q-Tip) Goin on and on to the rhythmic variation Wakin in the morning I still represent the nation When I speak of nation please don't make the deviation Rebels of the party who create the jump sensation Mind is a pit of different information Microphone is on so of course communication Bogle at the party then you got the bogle-ation Decaptatin foes yo as if my name was Jason (c'mon) Makin all the fellas at the party lose composure Hook up the beat with the mic and it's over (original, uh!) A Tribe Called Quest we on the run for whatever Trials and tribulations that we have to endeavor Brothers know my steelo it's a letter to the better If you see a shorty that you like, then you sweat her Silly with the microphone, in other words I'm loco Six foot zero with my height, complexion cocoa Representin on the mic it seems to be my daily I can do a split and turn around like Alvin Ailey But when it comes to days like this I got lyrics to go Lyrics to go It's like that y'all, c'mon y'all (Phife Dawg) I know it's been two years but see the Tribe was never fallin Would have tried for singin but that stuff was not my callin The mic is in effect so you know I'm never stallin Walkin through the door and all them s**ers started haulin Talk a lot of trash but no one can seem to beat it Pull out your microphone and watch the Phifer make you eat it The MC's they get jealy when the girly's on my belly Kick a slow dance like my brother R. Kelly (bust a rhyme) Today's a hip-hop draft will I be top-seeded? (uhh) Worked too frickin hard while all the rest were gettin weeded Steady kickin styles so I can reach that other level (uh) Don't worry about gettin ga**ed I push the pedal to the metal Always wanted this cause it surely beats a scramble (right) I'm Jordan with the mic, huh, wanna gamble? (mmm) This I dedicate to all the honiest that be bogle-in Cause at the end of the night y'know Malik will have his Trojans But when it comes to nights like this I got lyrics to go Check it out y'all Lyrics to go Check it out y'all Lyrics to go Check it out y'all Lyrics to go Check it out y'all It's like that y'all Check it out y'all It's like that y'all Check it out y'all It's like that y'all Check it out here we go! (Q-Tip) Please proceed with caution cause the lyricist is fatal I can kick your little monkey a** like Kato (yes dread, uhh) Formulate your rhymes like a child forms Play-Doh (right) Calm and serene like the study was tayo Poetry machine with correct mechanisms Immune to disease I defeat organisms That are waitin in my path, I overstep the critters Give your a** the willies and your moms'll get the jitters (uh) Winners turn to losers, losers are forgotten Tangle in my fore with, hopes that I stop rockin Never will that happen only if it is permitted (uhh) Wait... I think somebody sh**ted (c'mon) I guess that will be me cause I'm the only one MCin I go for what I know doin a show for human beings Always try to lead yo never will I follow Blowin up the spot like Fred did to Rollo And when it comes to days like this, I got lyrics to go Check it out y'all I got lyrics to go Everybody I got lyrics to go Ah check it out y'all I got lyrics to go Everybody I got lyrics to go Check it out y'all I got lyrics to go C'mon y'all I got lyrics to go It's like that y'all I got lyrics to go Ah c'mon y'all I got lyrics to go It's like that y'all I got lyrics to go It's like that y'all I got lyrics to go It's like that y'all It's like that y'all Check it now It's like that y'all Check it now It goes... uhh