J Dilla - His Name is Mutty Ranks lyrics

[Phife Dawg] Live and direct, live and direct! You know what live and direct mean? Live and direct, come!!! Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, how you be, how you be? From New York to ATLiens, youknowhatI'msayin? Word up, do it like this Word up word up, do it like that And you don't stop, and you don't quit Unless you're in the studio doin wack sh** Yo check it Boom batta, watch your teeth shatter All that sh** you pop in your jams, it won't matter Bust your whole grill, now watch that joint shatter I'm the Captain of the ship, fu*k a William Shatner Emcees be poppin sh** when they sweeter than cake batter Claimin they style be fat, but guess whose style is fatter? The ill beat jacker, emcee attacker f**in with the Diggy it don't, get no blacker Malik Izaak Taylor, ey the stress reliever Brown eyed shorty, chocolate like Godiva f** what you heard I'll make YOU a believer Me gettin burnt, that's like a white girl named Shareema You never see her, cause she's the black like Sarafina Set sh** off like Latifah, single like Khadijah So girls with fat a**es and tits, nice to meet ya Do five plus five equals ten? Ask your teacher For God so loved the world he said Phife, ask your preacher Love to toot my own Horne, similar to Lena Before I take stage, I take sips of Aquafina f**ed Judy Jetson, now they call me Jet Screamer Love my coffee dark so you can keep your dairy creamer Tribe fallin off, well youse a got damn dreamer Hah, yaknahmean? A word up a word up a word up a word up yo Have you ever wonder what make the crowd rock? Tribe Called Quest we haffa do it non-stop Listen to the radio we're never goin pop cause Ya nah ready for dis yet, bwoy! Say ya nah ready, say ya nah ready Say ya nah ready for dis yet, bwoy! Say ya nah ready, say ya nah ready Say ya nah ready for dis yet, bwoy! And we out like that, bump that