5 Foot Assassin: Larry Fisherman Tribute

[Intro: Q-Tip & Phife Dawg] You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip Word Hahaa! Watch me bust their shit Okay You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip You on point, Phife? (—we just freestyled on the album) Once again, Tip You on point, Phife? (—in the studio, doing it how we felt) Once again, Tip Word (Know what I'm sayin'?) Hahaa! Watch me bust their shit Okay [Verse 1: Phife Dawg] Everybody out your seats and off of the wall It's the Phife Diggy Dawg on Arsenio Hall Kicking rhymes, kicking beats just strictly for the streets And if it's Burger King well then I suggest you eat A little hip-hop from the tip of the top of the dome Make the sucker MC's wanna go home Whether you're from that place or whether you're from this place I'm straight from New York, but Atlanta is my main place Check out the style as I kick it like whatever My rhyme style is ill, plus my brothers is twice clever So check it how I kick it one time for your mind Rough daddy crew coming through, yo check the rhymes [Hook: Q-Tip & Phife Dawg] You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip Word Hahaa! Watch me bust their shit Okay [Verse 2: Phife Dawg] 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 midsection My shit is love, 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 [Hook: Q-Tip & Phife Dawg] You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip You on point, Phife? Once again, Tip Word Hahaa! Watch me bust their shit Okay [Interview: Phife Dawg] Been in the studio for so long That's like a reward to me, people appreciating it I like it Besides, them buying our records Coming out and see us play— [Verse 3: Phife Dawg] Most of you suckers wanna be down for the tag along The freaking fame, someone tell em that this shit 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 [Hook: Q-Tip & Phife Dawg] 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 [Outro: Phife Dawg] 'Cause if you ain't yourself, you end up by your friggin' self 'Cause if you ain't yourself, you end up by your friggin' self 'Cause if you ain't yourself, you end up by your friggin' self 'Cause if you ain't yourself, you end up by your friggin' self 'Cause if you ain't yourself, you end up by your friggin' self (Yeah) 'Cause if you ain't yourself, you end up by your friggin' self (Yeah) 'Cause if you ain't yourself, you end up by your friggin' self (Yeah) 'Cause if you ain't yourself, you end up by your friggin' self (Yeah) (Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah) —You got it all goin' on! Tribe Called Quest, we'll be back!