PHIFE DAWG

PHIFE DAWG - Just When You Thought You Were Nice lyrics

Yes, ha ha ha

Oh boy, it's big trouble in the place

I'm in the place, I'm in the place, I'm in the place

I'm in the place, I'm in the mash hall place

Just when you thought you was nice

In comes the rude boy that they call Phife

Since the year '89, I've been around the world twice

And I everywhere, I go they say the same shit: (that kid is nice)

Gotta give a shout-out to my everyday peeps

The ones who knew the time, the ones who never did sleep

'89 twas the year when I entered the game

Nobody knew my face, nobody knew my name

But I knew from day one that this here wasn't games

Gots to do this 'cause I love this, so mother fuck the fame

Gotta represent with the correct mindframe

Since the day that De La put me on, hip-hop has never been the same

My eyebrows stiffed when 'Tip and Sha' said "kick a rhyme"

I simply go for broke, because I'm no joke

I learned to freestyle early because I couldn't afford a pencil

Or better yet a dime that I could lend to Mr. Wendall

Alot of emcees talk, say they pushed the tech out

They figured I'd lose my touch, just because I'm down south

But you know good and well that Malik ain't havin' that

I could live in fuckin' Greese, still in all, I won't slack

I'm sayin' though, my brother, you know there ain't no other

So tell your main bitch that the Malik is still a lover

Got that rough daddy flow, my idol's Michealangelo

Enviro means I'm gettin' paid, 'cause my Eli said so

I drop you emcees in a line like that game of dominoes

So here we go, here we go, here we go

Yes, see in the east we get biz

Unh, Phife Diggy is the man kid, whoomp there it is

That's to give a shout to Walt, since '87, he's had my back

Pa dukes, ma dukes, my little brother named Zack

My main purpose in life, is to be no one but Phife

Just when you thought you was nice, now break it down

Now if you think that I'm gonna be good to you

If you think that I got what you need

Shorty you're right

(bow wow wow, yippie yo, yippe yea,

Phife Dawg's got somethin' for you baby)

Now I'm the type of emcee to toot my horn like Reno

Before I hit the stage I take a sip of aquafino

I used to date Sabirno, or better yet Selino

Who had more fuckin' lumps than half-cooked forino

You know my stee, the illy-illy emcee

Phife Diggy, still knockin' off fleas

Yo, plus how I bring it on the freestyle note

Fuck what you heard, my shit is capital 'D', dope

Yes indeed, I give you what you need

You try to test me, you're smokin' too much weed

Yo, watch now how we bring it, and everybody sing it

And like Mint Condition, no doubt, we fuckin' swingin'

Ha, it's like that yo, check the flow yo

Ha, word up, word up

Yeah, now break it down

Ha, Jay Dee throw it down

Detroit status, what, we is the baddest, what

New York status, what, we is the baddest, unh

Chicago status, what, we is the baddest, unh

Saint Louis stats, what, we is the baddest, what

H-O-U, stand for Houston

ATL, you know what you did

It's like that y'all

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