Mr. Incognito

[Hook: Ali Shaheed Muhammad]

Mr. Incognito, Incognito (12x)

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Mr. Incognito is back again

Now all I want is peace and papes, and a physical friend

Jotting down my list of positives in life

I want a ride, crib, mutt, wife

The look on my grill is filled with conviction

Gonna get what I need, delete restriction

Babble on the boulevard to brother hood buddies

Poking in my pocket, it's a E for the moneys

Jay and all the jokes that jet in the Jettas

While I'm at the boob tube watching Baretta

Swig up on a forty cause I'm feeling thirsty

Mama says she taught me, better say she cursed me

Throwing on my hoodie, low-profilin

Wassup with the Tipster? Brotherman be wylin'

But I be on mission that's beyond eye-level

Questin' out the devil and his pals that are several

Quest with the Questers or Quest on a solo

Boom it in a Benzo, Beamer or a Bronco

Boom caca boom boom, boom caca boom

If my sight isn't seen, silly saps will assume

That we falling off the Earth with the Nina and the Pinta

The Five Foot Assassin with the shade of magenta

[Verse 2: Phife Dawg]

Magenta is the shade for the mystic parade

Physical Trini born, lyrically, I am swayed

Livin off Linden, 1-92nd

Chillin at the rest, other brothers wreck it

Easy like a morning, Commodore Sunday

Waited for a Tuesday, for manic Monday

When I woke Wednesday, persons was poundin'

Don't know the whereabouts, can't be foundin'

Feelin' for the feelin' for the one they call the Phifer

Still on the smooth but a tidbit hyper

Get with the get on as I hit the D-L

It's my thing what I bring, I try to do it well

You can bet your bottom dollar that the Tribe will not be slipping

Making hit after hit as we commence to start ripping

People think I'm buggin' or I have the heebiejeebies

The reason they can't find me is because they can't see me

[Hook: Ali Shaheed Muhammad]

Mr. Incognito, Incognito (12x)

[Verse 3: Q-Tip]

It's like the war's going on in the middle of your mind

But your mind can't contain Incognito's on the brain

So you chill by yourself, don't really sweat nobody

Speak to all the brothers and say peace to every hottie

But lurking in the ghetto is a germ that insists

Should you back the germ away? Or utilize your fists

Neither of the two, just continue with your thoughts

And wash away your pain with the power of the quart

Ain't got no time for girls, 'cause girls be on some bull

Checking for a nigga who's got crazy pull

On some deep-rooted sexual, highly intellectual

Not checking for the fame although it's perpetual

I entered the world the same way I'll exit

If you really dig the groove, then hey, glad you checked it

'Cause Incognito's strong, not irking like a blister

Before you speak about me, make sure you call me Mister

[Hook: Ali Shaheed Muhammad]

Mr. Incognito, Incognito (5x)