You on point Phife?

Once Again Tip

You on point Phife?

Once Again Tip

You on point Phife?

Once Again Tip

Word

Watch me bust they ***

OK Oh, you did it to me once again my friend

I swear you do it to me everytime

Cause you stay crazy on my mind

Yo you got it goin on (say word), on and on and on

On and on and on This is the year that I come in and just devastate

My style is great ask your peoples can I dominate?

My rhymes are harder than last night's erection

Don't play me close, I'll have this mic up in your rear section

My *** is lovely simply meaning that my joint is tight

Amping up the mic making sure production's tight

Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block

But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock

My name's Malik my hobby's putting MC's to the test

And if you front I'll put my foot up in your freaking chest

Freestyle fanatic, and never will it ever stop

You crew is loose, you might just want to call the cops Aye, yo I gotta put some action on paper

Make sure my verse jump up and spread out like the raper

The only tip I got for a waiter

Is watch the doorknob hit me where the dirty dog shoulda' bit me

That was my train of thought, but for so long I fought

Now I'm at a level supreme to the devil

So turn up the bass and lay low on the treble

We be the real MC's and you dead, bring a shovel

Revitalize, the vital Tribe nigga, WHAT?

The ladies sweat the style like the squirrel sweat the nuts

You know a fellas good for the moola

Don't smoke no woolas, read the name call me Slick Tip the Ruler Oh, you did it to me once again my friend

I swear you do it to me everytime

Cause you stay crazy on my mind

Yo you got it goin on, on and on and on

On and on and on Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints

Sometimes Shaitan got me by the pressure points

But I can break a fella down like ***

You eat Wheat Chex but still light in the ass and can't flex

If one nigga front I'mma make more pay

Cause tonight, we gettin off like O.J

And yo I got a Dawg that bites, *** the barking

Yo I got a crew with the beats and the smarts and I fought my *** up on Linden in the one-nine-two

Forever writing never biting ain't *** else to do

Hoping to battle, but most MC's ain't ready yet

But if they utter one word then it's as good as set

You have MC's dropping bombs that's incredible

Some of the brothers, their styles are just despicable

As for me see I just do how I love to do

Try to deny me of my props then I'll be seeing you

Most of you suckers wanna be down for the tag along

The freaking fame, someone tell em that this *** ain't games

You gots to do this from your heart meaning your inner soul

And if it's real only then will you be on a roll

I try to stay on top my game there ain't no time to lose

Four albums deep as a Quester but still we payin' dues

So hear me out one time, you gots to be yourself

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your freaking self

I'm coming rugged with the Linden Boule type of slang

And yo, we'll see who can hang yo You on point Tip?

Yo once Again Phife

You on point Tip?

Yo once Again Phife

You on point Tip?

Yo once again Phife

Ayo that kid is marvelous Oh, you did it to me once again my friend

I swear you do it to me everytime

Cause you stay crazy on my mind

Yo you got it goin on, on and on and on

On and on and on