A Tribe Called Quest - His Name Is Mutty Ranks Lyrics
[phife dawg]Live and direct, live and direct!You know what live and direct mean?Live and direct, come!!!Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, how you be, how you be?From new york to a-t-aliens, youknowhatimsayin?Word up, do it like thisWord up word up, do it like thatAnd you dont stop, and you dont quitUnless youre in the studio doin wack shitYo check itBoom batta, watch your teeth shatterAll that shit you pop in your jams, it wont matterBust your whole grill, now watch that joint shatterIm the captain of the ship, ***** a william shatnerEmcees be poppin shit when they squeezin they cake batterClaimin they style be fat, but guess whose style is fatter?The ill beat jacker, emcee attacker*****in with the diggy it dont, get no blackerMalik is zach taylor, ey the stress relieverBrown eyed shorty, chocolate like godiva***** what you heard Ill make you a believerMe gettin burnt, thats like a white girl named shareemaYou never see her, cause shes the black like sarafinaSet shit off like monifah, nickel like khadijaSo girls with fat asses and tits, nice to meet yaDo five plus five equals ten? ask your teacherFor God so loved the world he said phife, ask your preacherLove to toot my own horne, similar to lenaBefore I take stage, I take sips of aquefina*****ed judy jetson now they call me jet screamerLove my coffee dark so you can keep your dairy creamerTribe fallin off well youse a got damn dreamerHah, yaknahmean?A word up a word up a word up a word up yoHave you heard the one make the crowd rock?Tribe called quest we haffa do it non-stopListen to the radio were never goin pop causeYa nah ready for dis yet, bwoy!Say ya nah ready, say ya nah readySay ya nah ready for dis yet, bwoy!Say ya nah ready, say ya nah readySay ya nah ready for dis yet, bwoy!And we out like that, ***** that
