Chorus(scratching): 
Clap your hands now 

Phife: 
Brothas know the flavs when the Quest gets loose 
Slammin sucka fuckas like the wrestler Zeus 
Crazier than Tupac in that flick called Juice 
Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss 
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Deuce 
Gets paid to sex the hoochie like my main man Luke 
Control the mic like Denzel on the girls 
Wack MCs be on the nuts like Rocket J. Squirrel 
The worst thing in the world is a sucka MC 
Favorite rap group in the world is EPMD 
Can't forget the De La, the two originality 
And if I ever went solo, my favorite MC would be me 
Phife Dawg up in the house, I give a shout out to Snoopy 
Peace to all the Questers, to hell with the groupies 
Like um, Ralph up to Potsie, Brooklyn to Dodger 
Laverne to Shirley, Rerun to Roger 
Ren to the Stimpy, Laurel to Hardy 
Q-Tip and Phifer, they mashed up the party 
Kick the rhymes and more rhymes 
Kick the beats and more beats 
We'll have you scratchin in your head, like trying all techniques 
For those who wanna oppose, just take a stand 
But for now, just shut your shit and clap your hands 

chorus: 

Q-Tip: 
You just wanna dance man, then clap your hands 
If you venture up the wrong road, then the circumstance... 
Will be crucial, I got hundreds of rhymes that'll suit you 
So listen 
The Abstract intuition is very very worthy 
I can feel ya out from Russia to Jersey 
Can't understand, the underground, it gets deep 
The low, the Nikes, the links, the jeeps 
The women, the lingo and all the other goods 
Peace to the hoods, that keep my shit on play 
Please don't do the mute when you hear me on the juke 
Brothas know my angle, it's the Star-Spangled black banner 
Hook up the beats at the funk manner 
If want a roll, then dough I be rakin 
The scope is on the world, cuz it's mine for the takin 
You know I'm gonna do it 
My shit is rock solid, but it flows like fluid 
Chemists get confused of my ill composition 
This is the third of the new Tribe addition 
MCs be swingin, but alot of them be missin 
So shut your bloodclot and listen 
Cuz I'm bringin you the ill rendition 
I'd like to send this out to the L.E.S. 
Gotta alot of rhythm and style and finesse 
Come here love, hot sex on a plat 
And when your done with that then clap 

Chorus(until end)