Verse One: Q-Tip 

Yup yup yup 
To the North to the South to the East to the West 
I don't discriminate boy I bring it to your chest 
If you oppose, then your soul will decompose 
Strive to get money and I'm not no hoe 
Fresher than the air that you're breathing through your nose 
Fuller than the kicks that you're puttin on your toes 
You can ask Bo but yo that nigga don't know 
About the dominant factor the accurate rapper 
Here's the next chapter, page ninety-five 
Niggaz so hard it's a wonder they alive 
But yo we still survive through the danger that lurks 
My eyes remain wide while you ask like Urk 
and yo my Family Matters, so all you mad hatters 
Put your thinking caps on and motherfuckin brainstorm 
Cause I got the plan that wins and can't lose 
Your man knows who's nice say Tip he'll say "True" 
A lot of these jokers out here is blase 
I'll be rockin mikes until a horse says hey 
Some are preoccupied with glamour and glitz 
Actin all boogee and making big movies 
But I'll be in the cut call me Incognito 
Busy makin joints that will bump for my people 
You're listening to a man who was something for nothing 
Stay in me forever head, never be frontin 

Chorus: repeat 2X 

Once in a while we have fun in the mix [never ever] 
In to good living, but some be into glitz [true dat] 
Everybody knew, all the fellas and the chicks [trigga E] 
Gotta wear a shoe that fits 
...to all my peoples 

Verse Two: 

C'mon word, check it out now [you out there?] 
Uh, uh, check it out now [you out there?] 
What? Uh, check it out now [louder! louder!] 
[louder! louder!] Uh, check it out, yo 

Peace to the girl named Hurricane G 
Peace to my girl named Dawn Paris 
Peace to the Organzied Kon-fus-ion 
Peace to all my shorties that be dying too young 
Peace to both coasts and the land in between 
Peace to your man if you're doing your thing 
Peace to my peoples who was incarcerated 
Asalaam alaikum means peace, don't debate it 
Devouring, and towering over fools 
Your mic is broke and my shit's cool 
The black man with the understandin of 
The three wise men and the theories of Zen 
Yo I get inside the crevice like a dentist 
Disrupt, the block, like Dennis, the Menace 
Shaheed is on the needle, the shit it won't weeble 
or wobble, your rhymes is mixed up like Boggle 
Bingo! That was the damn dog's name 
But yo I know another one with much more fame 
The Phife Dawg, and that's my word to the cipher 
About to bring it to your chest and cause strife check it out 
You're doubling back, to your rhyming pad 
What I represent is MC's gone mad 
In a perfect world there's imperfect acts 
We've come like a God to redirect alla that 
So people with a gift can just flaunt and get money 
So much, we in the bank that the shit ain't funny 
Money is invested in real estate and stocks 
But not inside the glamour cuz all of that stops 

Outro: Consequence 

Yo dis the Cons to the Quence 
up in ya like a stiff one, knowhatImean? 
It's nine-five, you got to live it or rip it 
So if you step on the streets keep it movin, knowhatImean? 

Chorus