If the Papes Come

The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away

But not Hip-Hop yo

And let it be known that we are on some, umm

Ehh ahh, uhh, a-chicka-uhh

Ehh ahh, uhh, a-chicka-uhh

And this ain't on the pop tip yo

Are y'all kids tucked in? (Yeah!)

Here we go

People in the audience they cry out "hoe"

People with a gun, yo they'll cry out "bo!"

I don't like a cop, I don't sell a rock

But still the kanga's clock me after a show

Standing on the stage dripping, pouring with sweat

To people in the crowd I give what they get

Papers make paid, babies make laid

I don't really worry nor do I fret

Waiting for the gimme and boy I got some

Sweet like a peach and tart like a plum

I thought what I think, I rock a bead link

Legally I sip when I turn twenty-one

A letter to the homeboy that freaked the head dome

The army wants me to drop my microphone

Gotta be brief, no orders from a chief

Hot butter on what, say what, the popcorn

On the tour bus we hit the truck stop

A dollar for some chips, a quarter for some pop

We laugh and giggle some, Phife gets the honeybuns

Ali Shaheed Muhammad keeps talking that shop

The brothers cruise on as we quest for the check

Calling up Famous to see if it's there yet

Not a bourgeoise, hate the seminar

Ignorant flip, hey miss you must jet

Flex for the funkiest, butts start to bounce

Measure Hip Hop for weight, by the ounce

Bush on the tush, you're pulling while I push

Play me for the punk then puss, feel the pounce

It's like that y'all (Keep on)

Freak-freak y'all (Keep on)

It's like that y'all (Keep on)

Freak-freak y'all (Keep on)

It's like that y'all (Keep on)

Freak-freak y'all (Keep on)

It's like that y'all (Keep on)

Freak-freak y'all (Keep on)

If the papes come yo- yo I won't riff

I'll just sit down and get me a spliff

With mines I was born, a child of the corn

Molecules of the land they uplift

Levels is straight, in fact they're rectified

Adrenaline now is crazy multiplied

Four and four is eight, if fat shit makes the plate

I make sure the Tribe is in

With the quickness you bear the witness

Flexing and pumping with the fitness

Moving it - uh, doing it - uh

Those who oppose must hit the s-list

Doing it, doing it with the whole frame

Look what's in the mind and not in the brain

On this you can quote, we on a diffy note

Quest for the future, 'stead of the fame

One ninety-one brothers grabbing they thingies

Forgot the name, oh, equivalent to Jimmy

Hiddle-iddle-it, you think I have to quit

Ali Shaheed Muhammad, with the singy-singy

Slamming with a slammy you front, on the case

Right or left nut Ali plays the ace

Do what you do, flam for a crew

Bonita Applebum blows smoke in Sha's face

Slang for the kang, you must if you have

Dribble hops out giggle yo proper term is laugh

Brothers who are snakes, I label them as fakes

Instincts to travel up the hood path, c'mon

It's like that y'all (Keep on)

Freak-freak y'all (Keep on)

It's like that y'all (Keep on)

It's like that y'all (Keep on)

It's like that y'all (Keep on)

Freak-freak y'all

Keep on

It's like that y'all

Keep on

Freak-freak y'all

Keep on

Thank you

As you all know, you just can't believe everything you see and hear, can you?

Now if you will excuse me I must be on my way