Phife Dawg's in the house and uh (yeah) Lots of honeys in the crib and uh (yeah) We got Zumas in the fridge so uh (yeah) Pop a cap and fill me up (ya nah mean?) Let's get this party started up (ya nah mean?) Yeah, and we don't stop, c'mon, and we don't stop [Phife Dawg] Guess who's back and outta blood clot house? With obscure ways to turn a party out Shut a sucka, down, stage left clown It's the Five-Foot Invasion that's about to go down So what the deal, now? Who want it with the Phifer? Number one, hands down, yo eff you and your cypher If you wan' see me, betta make sure you're ready Better revamp your ish, make sure it's legit Rethink before recitin, gotta make sure you ain't bitin Cause what I lack in height-in, I sho' make up in writin +Remember this Titan+, who verses stay tight and step up on the scene and the whole place bitin Should a brought'cha A-Game, you wouldn't be so frightened So now we're on the steez that ya broad-a straight likin Better yet lovin, she love to get ta cuttin but EWW~! (Yeah)...So I passed her on to will Yo, we did it like this and we did it like that You know it's intact precise and exact When I'm hittin' your lovely with the soul clap Cause nothin vibrates without a vibe And you'll never have a nation if you never had a +Tribe+ And that's the sure shot A-check, check, baby, cause ya don't stop [Phife Dawg] Diggy-Dawg Mutt Ranks, here I go to end the soft Peep my persona, I bleeds up north With a basic uniform would be, all types of Tim boots, LIG, or a Sean John suit My Knickerbocker retro compliments all that New Era fitted to match, now who you think started that? Queens we dress for success, never catch us lookin awful Steel briefcase with the all black snorkel With all that bein said, I rest in ATL But New York is like my badge of honor, I wear it well And with all that I've accomplished, no doubt my head swell While clowns +Wish+ to be Carl Thomas or R. Kel Need mortal words of Nas, +It Ain't Hard to Tell+ If you don't honor your craft then you can never excel Y'all must of caught amnesia for all this work my Tribe put in Despite breakin up, promoters still bookin Tip "Amplified", I think a million was sold Shaheed and Lucy Pearl, I think a million was sold I'm the only one from Tribe who didn't get to see gold Yet I'm platinum in the streets so my jewels you hold Quadruple platinum if you let me tell it, well mother- uh! Landspeed, yeah, that's right, I said it Them bitch-ass niggaz coulda said they ain't know how to sell it So when I'm seen in Cincinnati, y'all go straight +Hi-Tek+ it When I'm seen in Motown, I'm a straight +Jay Dee-er+ Phife Dawg, left hand on penis, yuh nah see it? One time for your mind, don't make me tap your jaw I rep this mic for El Salvador to Baltimore, and even more Hardcore, I bring to ya raw, ha! You know I have no flaws , yeah It's like that, y'all, it's like that, y'all, It's like that-a-da-da-dat, it's like that y'all,uh [Chorus] [Outro: Phife Dawg] (will) Yeah, Black Eyed Peas in the house and uh (yeah) One fourth of Tribe in the house and uh (yeah) We rep it like this (yeah) 'Robi one, where you at son? (yeah) LA, back down to Queens ATL, Oaktown, wassup? Ya nah mean? (And we don't stop, c'mon, and we don't stop)