Текст песни A Tribe Called Quest - Mr. Incognito
A Tribe Called Quest - Mr. Incognito слова песни
[Chorus](12x)Mr. Incognito, Incognito[Verse 1: Q-Tip]Yeah yeah yeahMr. Incognito is back againNow all I want is peace and papes, and a physical frameJottin down my list of positives in lifeI want a ride, crib, mud, wifeThe look on my girl is filled with convictionGonna get what I need, the league restrictionBabble on the Boulevard to brother hood buddiesPokin in my pocket it`s the E for the moneysJay and all the jokes that jet in the jettersWhile I`m at the booth tube watchin ?beretta?Swig up on a forty cause I`m feelin thirstyMama says she taught me, better say she cursed meThrowin on my hoodie low-profilin, whassup with the TwisterBrother man be wildinWhile I be on mission that`s beyond eye levelQuestin out the devil and this styles that I sever--al Quest with the Questers, a Quest on a soloBoomin in a Benzo, Beamer or a BroncoBoom pack a boom boom, boom pack a boomIf my sight isn`t seen, silly saps will assumeThat we fallin off the earth with the Nina and the pensaThe Five Foot Assasin with the shade of magenta[Verse 2: Phife Dawg]Magenta is the shade for the mystic paradePhysical Trini boy lyrically I enstrainLivin of Lyndon 1-92ndChillin at the rest other brothers wreck itEasy like I`m on it, Commodore SundayWaited for tuesday, fourmatic mondayWhen I woke wednesday persons was groundinDon`t know the whereabouts can`t be foundinChillin for the villain the one they call the PhiferStill on the smooth but a tidbit hyperGet with the gat one as I hit the D-LIt`s my thing what I ring I try to do it wellYou can bet your bottom dollar that the Tribe will not be slippinMakin hit after hit as we commence to start rippinPeople think I`m buggin or I have the heebiejeebiesThe reason they can`t find me is because they can`t see me[Chorus](12x)Mr. Incognito, Incognito[Verse 3: Q-Tip]It`s like the war`s goin on in the middle of your mindBut your mind can`t contain Incognito`s on the brainSo you chill by yourself don`t really sweat nobodySpeak to all the brothers and say peace to every hottieBut lurkin in the ghetto is a germ that insistShoot you back the german away or utilise your fistsNeither of the two, just continue with your thoughtsAnd rush away your pain with the power of the thoughtAin`t got no time for girls, cause girls be on some bullCheckin for a nigga who got crazy pullOn some deep rooted sexual, highly intellectualNot checkin for the fame although it`s propetualI enter the world the same way I`ll exitIf you really think the groove, than hey glad you checked itCause Incognito`s strong not urkin like a blisterBefore you speak about me, make sure you call me Mister[Chorus]