Q-Tip, Phife Dawg, Busta Rhymes 

One two, one two 
One-wa-wa-one, one two one two (3X) 
Yo it's the Q-Tip, you know I get down 
Yes I rock to the rhythm of a funky sound 
It go 
One-wa-wa-one, one two one two (2X) 

And it's the, Phife Dawg, and I do the same 
And when it comes to rippin mics aiyyo it ain't no games 
One-wa-wa-one, one two one two (2X) 

Aiyyo you know it's Busta Rhymes, ev-ery time 
Oh yes, I'm comin wicked with the new design 
I'm sayin 
One-wa-wa-one, one two one two (2X) 

1: Q-Tip 

MC's ain't coming equipped with the rhymes 
Don't do the crime if you can't do the time 
The time is eternal when you play with the miser 
Soul is in my body, and the health make me wiser 
The tantalizing wordplay yeah that's the joint 
Sometimes I have to cuss just to prove my damn point 
Brothers need to come, with better, compositions 
I write, and recite, to make, good position 
In this, rap game here, we en-gineer 
Stabbin up the jam yeah son shit's clear 
And I be kickin rhymes in my own damn way 
Beatin niggaz to the punch like Sugar Ray 
Got the cool-ass style, that's cooler than the cool 
My lyrics is the bullet and the mic is the tool 
Peace to C-Seventy-Three, and C-Seventy-Fo' 
Do a little somethin when I'm out on tour 
Comin thru like narcotics for the antibiotics 
Flappin shorty's stockings to the Space-like Sprockets 
What you really need to do is just boogie your ass 
It's not gassed, we got to make the good times last 
Let the good times roll, cuz we in control 
Take you out on your high less you payin a toll 
Let the good times roll, let the good times toll 
Take you out on your high less you payin a toll 

2: Phife Dawg 

Question 
Why is that, MC's be wack 
And major labels wanna sound like crap 
Aiyyo Funk Dat! 
Word to life I'm comin rugged 
Cuz once you add the hip to the hop kid, it equals out to love 
If the beat's fat I use it, some wack shit, I lose it 
Refuse it, how could you chose it, it stinks Renuse it 
Put down the mic kid, cuz you gets no dap 
How long did it take for you to see you can't rap 
The name is Phife Dawg, and I got nuff style 
It doesn't take long for me to get buckwild 
So bust what I'm swingin what I'm swingin when I swing 
I rap when I rap cuz I never wanna sing 
Go ask the last MC what happened when he said battle 
I bust his ass in Cleveland now he's Sleepless in Seattle 
Rude bwoy official comin with the ill grammar 
Comin back on kids, like Joey Montana 
We be the three MC's to make your mind go batty 
Mad play, on WKRP in Cincinatti 
So lord send a hon, if ya kyant send a han sen a man 
An if ya kyan sen a man, come yaself 
Cuz all deez bitin MC's, lawd dem somethin else 
See I kick the styles that'll make ya ass melt 
Money on my mind so never mind a trick 
New York is the town and the team is the Knicks 
World's greatest five footer rippin parties apart 
Here comes Shaheed with the big green shark 
Never had to rhyme about feelin what with lead 
NEVER MIND DAT MON HERE COME DE DREAD 

3: Busta Rhymes 

We comin farrrr farrrr farrrr 
Busta Rhymes is comin farrrr farrr farr 
ya know ya hear me Star! 
Bet your bottom dollah 
Right after this jam about one million one two niggaz go follow 
Whether it be to-day or to-morrow 
Niggaz be collaboratin sickening 
you beat them like they father 
Ohhhhh shit check out what I saying 
Ah-hah ah-hah ohhhhh ah-hah ah-hah 
You know my niggaz don't be playing 
Once upon a mah-hah-hacking time 
I received the opportuni-ties to represent my first rhymes 
To define, lyrical sensations 
Black masons blowin up the spot 
Just to represent the Nations 
Three dimensions, tryclops, Mr. Busta Rhymes three eyes 
Fat like a burger and fries 
Mama-so-mama-saa-mamma-ma-ko-sah 
Go back to the country to go check my grandmama 
Eeeyah!! Bring it to the table at the meetings 
Gathering large receivings delivering intellectual ass beatings 
As I carry on with my proceedings 
Greetings!! Watch a nigga debut on premier movie screenings 
But before I be face to face with my eternal resting place 
I hope you find civilized every soul and every race 
Sit dog sit! 
Busta Rhymes forever on that ultrasonic shit!