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      About "Check the Rhime"

      Lyrics for A Tribe Called Quest - "Check the Rhime"

      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 mister 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 it out
      Check it out
      Check the rhyme y'all
      Play tapes 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

      Yo, tip 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 Luke 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, out
      In London, check the rhyme, y'all

      SONGWRITERS:
      FAREED, KAMAAL IBN JOHN / TAYLOR, MALIK IZAAK / JONES-MUHAMMAD, ALI SHAHEED / STUART, HAMISH / GORRIE, ALAN EDWARD / BALL, ROGER / DUNCAN, MALCOLM / FERRONE, STEVE / MCINTYRE, OWEN ONNIE / WARE, LEON / RIPERTON, MINNIE / RUDOLPH, RICHARD J.
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