Ill Vibe ft. Q‐Tip
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My rhymes create life like the birds and the bees
Make Funkmaster Flex say "Yo, I'm feelin' these"
Flows make you shit in your drawers, change your dungarees
Smoke trees, gettin' cotton mouth, wild munchies
Bounce down the block, eat food at Luigi's
Ass constipated, too much extra cheese
But anyway, when I was coolin' down at Luigi's
I met some Siamese twins from overseas, Lebanese
A lesbian with friends from New Orleans
They had a fifth friend, she was straight black Portuguese
Pretty palm olive, soap skin, aloe vera leaves
She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies
The type of chick that you'd kill for to get between your knees
Yo, I make time to chill with Miss Portuguese
Would you believe the bitch tried to steal my fuckin' house keys?
Robbin' for my G's
Had to show this crazy broad I mastered my degrees and my PhDs
Got your face on camera, motherfucker, say cheese
You better get with your friends quick before I start to squeeze
Gettin' caught up in them freaky gold digger jamborees
I caught the ill vibe, Tip (Word, Bus)
Yo, yo, word
The ill vibe, Tip (Yo, word, Bus)
Yo, yo, word
'Cause when I'm in the place, you know my shit be absurd
I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)
Yo, yo, word
The ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)
Yo, yo, word
Yo, when I hold the mic, you know my shit be absurd
I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)
Yo, yo, word
I got weight on my shoulders in the form of this beat
Ain't nothin' sweet on the street for good deeds I compete
Come on complete and unique, so get back in your stance
We enhance and we play in the whole world circumstance
So do good in your hood even though you puff lye
Positive to comply, don't screw face in that ride
Progress, don't fall back, we can't have that
I hold your hand, black, we can't wind up with scratch
I put my best foot forward when I play at life
'Cause this world designed to get you like a double-edged knife
In the jam we regulate 'cause we organize
Logically thinkin' with Allah's enterprise
A lot of brothers from the ghetto got the gift of gab
Peace to the West Coast and the East, we fab
Oh, need I make mention that the crew we got
Make things get hot like a .44 shot (Blaow)
No, we don't promote no guns, but don't turn that chick
In the world that we live, kindness is viewed as weak
So we gotta stay on point for all these lizards and snakes
Some of them come as friends, some of them come as jakes
We decipher all the flaws and build grounds with our friends
(Why's that?) So we can live right until time ends
(Yo, why's that?) Amalgamate so we can get these ends
(Yo, true that) Bus and Tip, you know we make minds bend
I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)
Yo, yo, word
The ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)
Yo, yo, word
Yo, when I hold my mic, you know my shit be absurd
I caught that ill vibe, Tip (Yo, word, Bus)
Yo, yo, word
The ill vibe, Tip (Say word)
Yo, yo, word
'Cause when I'm in the place, you know my shit be absurd
I caught that ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)
Yo, yo, word
That ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)
Yo, yo, word
Yo, when we in the jam, you know the shit be absurd
I caught that wild shit, Tip (Word, Bus)
Yo, yo, word
The ill vibe, Tip (Say word)
Yo, yo, word
'Cause when I'm in the place, you know my shit be absurd