[Q-tip]: 
Listen up everybody the bottom line 
I'm a black intellect, but unrefined 
with precision like a bullet, target bound 
just livin like a hooker, the harlett sounds 
now when I say the harlett, you know I mean the hott 
V-A-V-A-Vader, the brothers in the spot 
Jalick, Jalick ya wind up ya hit 
Captain of the poets, I'm the #7 pick 
lick, lick, lick boy on your backside 
lick, lick, lick boy on your backside 
listen to the fader, Shaheed lets it glide 
Tip the earthly body 
heavens on my side 
even in Santo Domingo 
Can I gotta Gringo 
we got mikes when do we go 
know a little nigga who can ryhme when you ask me 
short, dark, and plus his voice is raspy 
Phife Dawg 
1 for the treble 
2 for the bass 
you know the style Tip 
it's time to flip this 
I like my beats hard like two day old shit 
steady eatin booty M.C's like cheese Grits 
My man Al B. Sure, he's in effect mode 
used to have a crush on Dawn from En Vogue 
it's not like honey dip would wanna get with me 
but just in case I own more condoms then T.L.C. 
now the formula is this Me, Tip, and Ali 
for those who can't count it goes 1-2-3 
The answer(scratch-Damn right I'm)Hiccup is how i be 
brothers find it's hard to do but never me 
some brothers try to dis my malik 
you see'm ditchin me 
now cure all the B.B. M.C.'s my shit is hittin 
trainin gladiator, anti-hesitater 
Shaheed push the fader from here to Granada 
Mr. energetic, who me sound pathetic 
when's the last time you heard a funky diabetic? 
(I don't know man(3x)) 
(I don't know(2x)) 

[Chorus]: 
(Oh My God yes, Oh my god(10)) 

[Q-Tip] 
Complimentary it be 
the theif of Poetry 
I got a humdinger comin hook line and sinker 
the TIMBO hits with the prints underground 
TIMBO's on the toes, i like the way it's goin down 
down like the lady of the evenin 
when it goes in Toots just beleive the sin 
cuz Queens is the county, Jamaica is the place 
Take off your boots cuz you can't run the race 

[Chorus]: 
(Oh My God(14))