Ill Vibe (feat. Q-Tip)

My rhymes create life like the birds and the bees

Make Funkmaster Flex say "Yo, I'm feelin' these"

Flows make you shit in your drawers, change your dungarees

Smoke trees, gettin' cotton mouth, wild munchies

Bounce down the block, eat food at Luigi's

Ass constipated, too much extra cheese

But anyway, when I was coolin' down at Luigi's

I met some Siamese twins from overseas, Lebanese

A lesbian with friends from New Orleans

They had a fifth friend, she was straight black Portuguese

Pretty palm olive, soap skin, aloe vera leaves

She looked like the type of chick you only see in fantasies

The type of chick that you'd kill for to get between your knees

Yo, I make time to chill with Miss Portuguese

Would you believe the bitch tried to steal my fuckin' house keys?

Robbin' for my G's

Had to show this crazy broad I mastered my degrees and my PhDs

Got your face on camera, motherfucker, say cheese

You better get with your friends quick before I start to squeeze

Gettin' caught up in them freaky gold digger jamborees

I caught the ill vibe, Tip (Word, Bus)

Yo, yo, word

The ill vibe, Tip (Yo, word, Bus)

Yo, yo, word

'Cause when I'm in the place, you know my shit be absurd

I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)

Yo, yo, word

The ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)

Yo, yo, word

Yo, when I hold the mic, you know my shit be absurd

I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)

Yo, yo, word

I got weight on my shoulders in the form of this beat

Ain't nothin' sweet on the street for good deeds I compete

Come on complete and unique, so get back in your stance

We enhance and we play in the whole world circumstance

So do good in your hood even though you puff lye

Positive to comply, don't screw face in that ride

Progress, don't fall back, we can't have that

I hold your hand, black, we can't wind up with scratch

I put my best foot forward when I play at life

'Cause this world designed to get you like a double-edged knife

In the jam we regulate 'cause we organize

Logically thinkin' with Allah's enterprise

A lot of brothers from the ghetto got the gift of gab

Peace to the West Coast and the East, we fab

Oh, need I make mention that the crew we got

Make things get hot like a .44 shot (Blaow)

No, we don't promote no guns, but don't turn that chick

In the world that we live, kindness is viewed as weak

So we gotta stay on point for all these lizards and snakes

Some of them come as friends, some of them come as jakes

We decipher all the flaws and build grounds with our friends

(Why's that?) So we can live right until time ends

(Yo, why's that?) Amalgamate so we can get these ends

(Yo, true that) Bus and Tip, you know we make minds bend

I caught the ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)

Yo, yo, word

The ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)

Yo, yo, word

Yo, when I hold my mic, you know my shit be absurd

I caught that ill vibe, Tip (Yo, word, Bus)

Yo, yo, word

The ill vibe, Tip (Say word)

Yo, yo, word

'Cause when I'm in the place, you know my shit be absurd

I caught that ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)

Yo, yo, word

That ill vibe, Bus (Word, Tip)

Yo, yo, word

Yo, when we in the jam, you know the shit be absurd

I caught that wild shit, Tip (Word, Bus)

Yo, yo, word

The ill vibe, Tip (Say word)

Yo, yo, word

'Cause when I'm in the place, you know my shit be absurd