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5 Foot Assassin (phife Dawg Tribute) Lyrics - Singles - Larry Fisherman

[Intro: Q-Tip & Phife Dawg] 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

Word 

Watch me bust their shit 

Okay 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

Word 

Watch me bust their shit 

Okay 

 

[Verse 1: Phife Dawg] 

Everybody out your seats and off of the wall 

It's the Phife Diggy Dawg on Arsenio Hall 

Kicking rhymes, kicking beats just strictly for the streets 

And if it's Burger King well then I suggest you eat 

A little hip-hop from the tip of the top of the dome 

Make the sucker MC's wanna go home 

Whether you're from that place or whether you're from this place 

I'm straight from New York, but Atlanta is my main place 

Check out the style as I kick it like whatever 

My rhyme style is ill, plus my brothers is twice clever 

So check it how I kick it one time for your mind 

Rough daddy crew coming through, yo check the rhymes 

 

[Hook: Q-Tip & Phife Dawg] 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

Word 

Watch me bust their shit 

Okay 

 

[Verse 2: Phife Dawg] 

This is the year that I come in and just devastate 

My style is great, ask your peoples can I dominate? 

My rhymes are harder than last night's erection 

Don't play me close, I'll have this mic up in your midsection 

My shit is love, simply meaning that my joint is tight 

Amping up the mic making sure production's tight 

Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block 

But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock 

My name's Malik, my hobby's putting MC's to the test 

And if you front I'll put my foot up in your freaking chest 

Freestyle fanatic, and never will it ever stop 

You crew is loose, you might just want to call the cops 

 

[Hook: Q-Tip & Phife Dawg] 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

You on point Phife? 

Once again, Tip 

Word 

Watch me bust their shit 

Okay 

 

[Interview: Phife Dawg] 

Been in the studio for so long 

That's like a reward to me, people appreciating it 

I like it 

Besides, them buying our records 

Coming out and see us play 

 

[Verse 3: Phife Dawg] 

Most of you suckers wanna be down for the tag along 

The freaking fame, someone tell em that this shit ain't games 

You gots to do this from your heart meaning your inner soul 

And if it's real only then will you be on a roll 

I try to stay on top my game there ain't no time to lose 

Four albums deep as a Quester but still we payin' dues 

So hear me out one time, you gots to be yourself 

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your freaking self 

I'm coming rugged with the Linden Boule type of slang 

And yo, we'll see who can hang yo 

 

[Hook: Q-Tip & Phife Dawg] 

You on point, Tip? 

Yo once again, Phife 

You on point, Tip? 

Yo once again, Phife 

You on point, Tip? 

Yo once again, Phife 

Ayo that kid is marvelous 

 

[Outro: Phife Dawg] 

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self 

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self 

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self 

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self 

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self 

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self 

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self 

Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your friggin' self