Questions

[Poetry] Yo, yo, yo, yo Pharoahe

[Monch] Right, right

[Poetry] Brother why don't you explain

How did Hip-Hop get caught up in this ill rap game?

[Pharoahe Monch]

Yo, I got a question - in Hip-Hop, who they followin'? (Uhh)

The niggas with skills or them niggas who be hollerin'?

[Prince Poetry]

Them niggas that be hollerin' is substitute, modelin'

Niggas with skills always and forever keeps a followin'

[Both] Swallowin' pride

[Monch] Never we be imperialistic

[Both] Who rips shit, without bein' materialistic

[Monch] Statistics show

[Poet] Ask miss she know

[Apani] Just 'cause the niggas got dough don't mean they got that flow

[Monch] Riiiight

[Both] Just 'cause them niggas got dough don't mean they got that flow

[Prince Poetry]

What?! Nigga you can consider it the bomb if I spit on it, get on it

Ride for a little bit, feel how your inner get

From internet, intellect, vibes that I'm sendin' it

Now your soul bubblin' brown sugar so you'll remember it

Legitimate, imminent, crash course for illiterate

From August to September, Prince is heavenly given it

From center split, train of thoughts that's mad booty

'Cause you twisted and rudey don't mean everything's

GROOVY when you hear it, the world's gonna feel it before I say it

Now some pop some shit, but the labels get the big G's from sales

(Whooo!) Nobody sayin' shit it just smells

Here's some Southside Saturday love like Shamelle's

My syndicate is tight, quite right for these times

Contradictin' all the hype, the berry-more-black shines

ALL MINE, fine wines to dine rhymes

For forty projects, keepin it Naughty like Treach

[Monch] Ahhhhhhhh YO PRINCE

[Poetry] Yes sir

[Monch] My brother why don't you explain

How did Hip-Hop get caught up in this ill rap game?

[Prince Poetry]

Yo, I got a question - in Hip-Hop, who they followin'? (Right)

The niggas with skills or them niggas who be hollerin'?

[Pharoahe Monch]

Them niggas that be hollerin' be substitute, modelin'

The niggas with the skills forever keeps a followin'

[Both] Swallowin' pride

[Poet] Never we be imperialistic

[Both] Who rips shit, without bein' materialistic

[Poet] Statistics show

[Monch] Ask Duke, he knows

[Duke] 'Cause them niggas got dough don't mean they got that flow

[Poet] Hahhhh

[Both] 'Cause them niggas got dough don't mean they got that flow

[Pharoahe Monch]

Pleeease man

I done burned some of the most fattest MC's like chromium percolinate

It's not even tangible for them to understand the holy weight

It takes soul to make a crowd animated

Prince stated, hey wait 'til we get off that label

And I waited twelve months (twelve months) for the perfect opportunity

To thump (thump) bump (bump) somethin loved by my community (c'mon)

I'm movin' on all you punk Bambino bastards

Your style's depleted like muscles without amino acids

I blast kids with mass times matter

Forever clingin' to endeavors defined, clever words

Thus waiting never, frustrating verbs to rip

My rap ratings eradicate (eradicate shit)

For me to take rhythms and mate 'em with rhymes in mating season

Creating shit never before made it

I'm makin' hybrids, created potent enough to open eyelids

And leave pupils dilated, stress is alleviated

Now it's easier, plus economically feasible

For me to leave rap listeners queasy and inebriated

We made it we came, dedicated we rated supreme

Even with or without the cream

[Poetry] Yo, yo Pharoahe

[Monch] Yes, sir

[Poetry] Brother why don't you explain

How did Hip-Hop get caught up in this ill rap game?

[Pharoahe Monch]

Nahhh I got a question - in Hip-Hop, who they followin'? (Uhh)

The niggas with skills or them niggas who be hollerin'?

[Prince Poetry]

The niggas that be hollerin' is substitute, modelin'

Niggas with skills always and forever keeps a followin'

[Both] Swallowin' pride

[Monch] Never we be imperialistic

[Both] Who rips shit, without bein' materialistic

[Monch] Statistics show

[Poet] Ask miss she know

[Apani] Just 'cause them niggas got dough don't mean they got that flow

[Both] That's right

[Both] Just 'cause them niggas got dough don't mean they got that flow