A Tribe Called Quest - 1nce Again Lyrics
Intro:You on point phife?1nce again tipYou on point phife?1nce again tipYou on point phife?1nce again tipWordWatch me bust they shitOkChorus:[tammy lucas]Ohhhh, you did it to me 1nce again my friendI swear you do it to me everytimeCause you stay crazy on my mindYo you got it goin on (say word), on and on and onOn and on and onVerse one: phife dawg, q-tipThis is the year that I come in and just devestateMy style is great ask your peoples can I dominate?My rhymes are harder than last nights erectionDont play me close, Ill have this mic up in your rear sectionMy shit is lovely simply meaning that my joint is tightAmping up the mic making sure productions tightSometimes I might catch a severe case of writers blockBut by the end of the day youll be on my jockMy names malik my hobbys putting mcs to the testAnd if you front Ill put my foot up in your friggin chestFreestyle fanatic, and never will it ever stopYou crew is loose, you might just want to call the copsAiyyo I gotta put some action on paperMake sure my verse jump up and spread out like the raperThe only tip I got for a waiterIs watch the doorknob hit me where the dirty dog shoulda bit meThat was my train of thought, but for so long I foughtNow Im at a level supreme to the devilSo turn up the bass and lay low on the trebleWe be the real mcs and you dead, bring a shovelRevitalize, the vital tribe nigga, what?The ladies sweat the style like the squirrel sweat the nutsYou know a fellas good for the moolaDont smoke no woolas, read the name call me slick tip the rulerChorusVerse two: q-tip, phifeYo Ive been treading on this globe man for twenty-five jointsSometimes shaitan got me by the pressure pointsBut I can break a fella down like sexYou eat wheat chex but still light in the ass and cant flexIf one nigga front ima make more payCause toniiiiight, we gettin off like o.j.And yo I got a dawg that bites, ***** the barkingYo I got a crew with the beats and the smarts andI fought my shit up on linden in the one-nine-twoForever writing never biting aint shit else to doHoping to battle, but most mcs aint ready yetBut if they huddle, and word, then this is good as setYou have mcs dropping bombs thats incredibleSome of the brothers, their styles are just despicableAs for me see I just do how I love to doTry to deny me of my props then Ill be seeing youMost of you suckers wanna be down for the tag alongThe friggin fame, someone tell em that this shit aint gamesYou gots to do this from your heart meaning your inner soulAnd if its real only then will you be on a rollI try to stay on top my game there aint no time to loseFour albums deep as a quester but still we payin duesSo hear me out one time, you gots ta be yourselfCuz if you aint yourself you end up by your friggin selfIm coming rugged with the linden boule type of slangAnd yo well see who can hang yoYou on point tip?Yo 1nce again phifeYou on point tip?Yo 1nce again phifeYou on point tip?Yo 1nce again phifeAiyyo that kid is hard!Chorus
