Check the Rhime

Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden
 We used to kick routines and presence was fittin'
 It was I, The Abstract
 And me the five footer
 I kicks the mad style so step off the frankfurter
 Yo, Phife, you remember that routine
 That we used to make spiffy like Mr. Clean?
 Um, um, a tidbit, um, a smidgen
 I don't get the message so you gots to run the pigeon
 You on point Phife?
 All the time, Tip
 You on point Phife?
 All the time, Tip
 You on point Phife?
 All the time, Tip
 Well, then grab the microphone and let your words rip
 Now here's a funky introduction of how nice I am
 Tell your mother, tell your father, send a telegram
 I'm like an energizer 'cause, you see, I last long
 My crew is never ever wack because we stand strong
 Now if you say my style is wack that's where you're dead wrong
 I slayed that body in El Segundo then push it along
 You'd be a fool to reply that Phife is not the man
 'Cause you know, and I know that you know who I am
 A special shot of peace goes out to all my pals, you see
 And a middle finger goes for all you punk MC's
 'Cause I love it when you wack MC's despise me
 They get vexed, I roll next, can't none contest me
 I'm just a fly MC who's five foot three and very brave
 On job remaining, no I'm chaining 'cause I misbehave
 I come correct in full effect have all my hoes in check
 And before I get the butt the Jim must be erect
 You see, my aura's positive I don't promote no junk
 See, I'm far from a bully and I ain't a punk
 Extremity in rhythm, yeah that's what you heard
 So just clean out your ears and just check the word
 Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
 Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
 Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
 Check it out, check it out
 Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
 Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
 Check the rhyme y'all, check the rhyme y'all
 Check it out, check it out
 Back in days on the boulevard of Linden
 We used to kick routines and the presence was fittin'
 It was I the Phifer
 And me The Abstract
 The rhymes were so rumpin' that the brothers rode the 'zack
 Ayo, Tip, do you recall when we used to rock
 Those fly routines on your cousin's block
 Um, let me see, damn I can't remember
 I receive the message and you will play the sender
 You on point Tip?
 All the time Phife
 You on point Tip?
 Yeah, all the time Phife
 You on point Tip?
 Yo, all the time Phife
 So play the resurrector and give the dead some life
 Okay, if knowledge is the key then just show me the lock
 Got the scrawny legs, but I move just like Lou Brock
 With speed, I'm agile plus I'm worth your while
 One hundred percent intelligent black child
 My optic presentation sizzles the retina
 How far must I go to gain respect? Um
 Well, it's kind of simple, just remain your own
 Or you'll be crazy sad and alone
 Industry rule number four thousand and eighty
 Record company people are shady
 So kids watch your back 'cause I think they smoke crack
 I don't doubt it. Look at how they act
 Off to better things like a hip-hop forum
 Pass me the rock, and I'll storm with the crew and proper
 What you say Hammer? Proper
 Rap is not pop, if you call it that then stop
 NC, y'all, check the rhyme y'all
 SC, y'all, check it out y'all
 Virginia, check the rhyme y'all
 Check it out, check it out
 In London, check the rhyme, y'all