Verse One: Q-Tip
  
   Yup yup yup
   To the North to the South to the East to the West
   I don't discriminate boy I bring it to your chest
   If you oppose, then your soul will decompose
   Strive to get money and I'm not no hoe
   Fresher than the air that you're breathing through your nose
   Fuller than the kicks that you're puttin on your toes
   You can ask Bo but yo that nigga don't know
   About the dominant factor the accurate rapper
   Here's the next chapter, page ninety-five
   Niggaz so hard it's a wonder they alive
   But yo we still survive through the danger that lurks
   My eyes remain wide while you ask like Urk
   and yo my Family Matters, so all you mad hatters
   Put your thinking caps on and motherfuckin brainstorm
   Cause I got the plan that wins and can't lose
   Your man knows who's nice say Tip he'll say "True"
   A lot of these jokers out here is blase
   I'll be rockin mikes until a horse says hey
   Some are preoccupied with glamour and glitz
   Actin all boogee and making big movies
   But I'll be in the cut call me Incognito
   Busy makin joints that will bump for my people
   You're listening to a man who was something for nothing
   Stay in me forever head, never be frontin
  
   Chorus: repeat 2X
  
   Once in a while we have fun in the mix [never ever]
   In to good living, but some be into glitz [true dat]
   Everybody knew, all the fellas and the chicks [trigga E]
   Gotta wear a shoe that fits
   ...to all my peoples
  
   Verse Two:
  
   C'mon word, check it out now [you out there?]
   Uh, uh, check it out now [you out there?]
   What? Uh, check it out now [louder! louder!]
   [louder! louder!] Uh, check it out, yo
  
   Peace to the girl named Hurricane G
   Peace to my girl named Dawn Paris
   Peace to the Organzied Kon-fus-ion
   Peace to all my shorties that be dying too young
   Peace to both coasts and the land in between
   Peace to your man if you're doing your thing
   Peace to my peoples who was incarcerated
   Asalaam alaikum means peace, don't debate it
   Devouring, and towering over fools
   Your mic is broke and my shit's cool
   The black man with the understandin of
   The three wise men and the theories of Zen
   Yo I get inside the crevice like a dentist
   Disrupt, the block, like Dennis, the Menace
   Shaheed is on the needle, the shit it won't weeble
   or wobble, your rhymes is mixed up like Boggle
   Bingo! That was the damn dog's name
   But yo I know another one with much more fame
   The Phife Dawg, and that's my word to the cipher
   About to bring it to your chest and cause strife check it out
   You're doubling back, to your rhyming pad
   What I represent is MC's gone mad
   In a perfect world there's imperfect acts
   We've come like a God to redirect alla that
   So people with a gift can just flaunt and get money
   So much, we in the bank that the shit ain't funny
   Money is invested in real estate and stocks
   But not inside the glamour cuz all of that stops
  
   Outro: Consequence
  
   Yo dis the Cons to the Quence
   up in ya like a stiff one, knowhatImean?
   It's nine-five, you got to live it or rip it
   So if you step on the streets keep it movin, knowhatImean?
  
   Chorus