Текст песни: A Tribe Called Quest - Phony Rappers
Intro: Kamaal (Q-Tip)
Phony rappers who do not write
Phony rappers who do not excite
Phony rappers, check it out, aight
Verse One: Kamaal (Q-Tip)
Yo, I was riding the train
And this Puerto Rican kid said simple and plain
Let`s battle
It kinda took me by surprised
Cuz the brother was moving wit his eyes on the prize
I said screw it, I ain`t got nuttin to lose but um
But I got to do this shit real quick so um
Hurry up kid, bust your joints and then I`ll bust mine
And I be out cuz I got to see this hottie, he said ok
Now check it, check it out, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, that`s
what he said
Then I came back and just fucked up his head
Cuz yo, he thought an MC who was seen on TV
Couldn`t hold the shit down in New York City
Aiyyo, I showed his ass, then I went off on my task
To bless her ass Uptown, real MC`s will hold it down
Yea, yea, sonny, to the beat like that
You wanna bring it to me, where you at
Verse Two: Phife Dawg
Yes, dread, I had a similiar situation
When this kid tried to tell me I didn`t deserve my occupation
He said I wasn`t shit that I was soon to fall
I looked him up and down, grab my crotch and said balls
Of course he tried to bring it on the battling tip
Ay, you know me, you know I had to come out my shit
Trying to lounge at the mall, meet Skef and Mr Walton
Finally I banged his ass wit the verbal assault
He said a rhyme about his .45 and his nickelbags of weed
That`s when I preceeded to give him what he needed
Talking `bout I need a Phillie right before I get loose
Poor excuse, money please, i get loose off of orange juice
Preferly Minute Maid cuz that`s exactly what it takes
To write a rhyme, huh, to school your nickels and your dimes
Because an MC like me be on TV
Don`t mean I can`t hold my shit down in NYC
Phony rappers who do not write
Phony rappers who do not excite
Phony rappers, you know they type
Phony rappers, check it
Verse Three: Phife, Consequence
It seems there`s a sanitation, y`all full of thrash talker
Sounding good but money can you feed the dog hawker
Talking `bout your mic days and your breakdancing
Not enhancing, you sound tired
Oh, shit, I didn`t know you like to play yourself in front`cha friends
Sitting there, lying to no end
MC`s for me make things happening
Talk about a world but in a form of rapping
Who will be the captain of this ship
If it goes down, don`t you know you have to go wit it
Just because you rhyme for a couple of weeks
Doesn`t mean that you`ve reach the MC`s peak
Let me stop sounding all bitter
Ghetto child, never be a quitter
But don`t be a phony in the litter
Take it as a letter from the better
Take it from a man who used to rhyme in busted ass jetta`s
C: Yo, Phife, you need a condom
P: Word to God, mess around
I catch Aids from Mc`s being on my nuts too hard
C: Cuz on my blvd you better bring your bodyguard
P: And what`s your blvd
C: LP, I represent naturally
P: So don`t step on the rolly if you know that you`re phony
Or else I bend that ass like elbow macaroni
Cuz I gotta keep it real (gotta keep it real)
A Tribe Called Quest, you see we never half step
C: (So on your mark) get ready, MC`s be jetti
Me and Phifey be on ya like Veronica and Betty
Archie, Jughead, snuffing Mc`s
From Brainslane down to Hempstead
P: Yes `Quence, see over
His rhyme style is older that a Chrysler car Nova
I`m wilder then the cats from Arizona
Villanova, un, un, Kentucky
Whos` the next MC stepping up to try and bust me
Bring him here and boy, will I ever let him have it
C: And when it comes to the microphone, don`t even try to grab it
What?
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Intro: Kamaal (Q-Tip)
Phony rappers who do not write
Phony rappers who do not excite
Phony rappers, check it out, aight
Verse One: Kamaal (Q-Tip)
Yo, I was riding the train
And this Puerto Rican kid said simple and plain
Let`s battle
It kinda took me by surprised
Cuz the brother was moving wit his eyes on the prize
I said screw it, I ain`t got nuttin to lose but um
But I got to do this shit real quick so um
Hurry up kid, bust your joints and then I`ll bust mine
And I be out cuz I got to see this hottie, he said ok
Now check it, check it out, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, that`s
what he said
Then I came back and just fucked up his head
Cuz yo, he thought an MC who was seen on TV
Couldn`t hold the shit down in New York City
Aiyyo, I showed his ass, then I went off on my task
To bless her ass Uptown, real MC`s will hold it down
Yea, yea, sonny, to the beat like that
You wanna bring it to me, where you at
Verse Two: Phife Dawg
Yes, dread, I had a similiar situation
When this kid tried to tell me I didn`t deserve my occupation
He said I wasn`t shit that I was soon to fall
I looked him up and down, grab my crotch and said balls
Of course he tried to bring it on the battling tip
Ay, you know me, you know I had to come out my shit
Trying to lounge at the mall, meet Skef and Mr Walton
Finally I banged his ass wit the verbal assault
He said a rhyme about his .45 and his nickelbags of weed
That`s when I preceeded to give him what he needed
Talking `bout I need a Phillie right before I get loose
Poor excuse, money please, i get loose off of orange juice
Preferly Minute Maid cuz that`s exactly what it takes
To write a rhyme, huh, to school your nickels and your dimes
Because an MC like me be on TV
Don`t mean I can`t hold my shit down in NYC
Phony rappers who do not write
Phony rappers who do not excite
Phony rappers, you know they type
Phony rappers, check it
Verse Three: Phife, Consequence
It seems there`s a sanitation, y`all full of thrash talker
Sounding good but money can you feed the dog hawker
Talking `bout your mic days and your breakdancing
Not enhancing, you sound tired
Oh, shit, I didn`t know you like to play yourself in front`cha friends
Sitting there, lying to no end
MC`s for me make things happening
Talk about a world but in a form of rapping
Who will be the captain of this ship
If it goes down, don`t you know you have to go wit it
Just because you rhyme for a couple of weeks
Doesn`t mean that you`ve reach the MC`s peak
Let me stop sounding all bitter
Ghetto child, never be a quitter
But don`t be a phony in the litter
Take it as a letter from the better
Take it from a man who used to rhyme in busted ass jetta`s
C: Yo, Phife, you need a condom
P: Word to God, mess around
I catch Aids from Mc`s being on my nuts too hard
C: Cuz on my blvd you better bring your bodyguard
P: And what`s your blvd
C: LP, I represent naturally
P: So don`t step on the rolly if you know that you`re phony
Or else I bend that ass like elbow macaroni
Cuz I gotta keep it real (gotta keep it real)
A Tribe Called Quest, you see we never half step
C: (So on your mark) get ready, MC`s be jetti
Me and Phifey be on ya like Veronica and Betty
Archie, Jughead, snuffing Mc`s
From Brainslane down to Hempstead
P: Yes `Quence, see over
His rhyme style is older that a Chrysler car Nova
I`m wilder then the cats from Arizona
Villanova, un, un, Kentucky
Whos` the next MC stepping up to try and bust me
Bring him here and boy, will I ever let him have it
C: And when it comes to the microphone, don`t even try to grab it
What?
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