| Song | Check the Rhime |
| Artist | A Tribe Called Quest |
| Album | The Best Of |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ball, Davis, Duncan, Ferrone ... | |
| q:back in the days on the boulevard of linden, | |
| We used to kick routines and presence was fittin'. | |
| It was i the abstract | |
| P:and me the five footer. | |
| I kicks the mad style so step off the frankfurter. | |
| Q: yo, phife, you remember that routine | |
| That we used to make spiffy like mister clean? | |
| P: um um, a tidbit, um, a smidgen. | |
| I don~t get the message so you gots to run the pigeon. | |
| Q: you on point phife? | |
| P: all the time, tip. | |
| Q: you on point phife? | |
| P: all the time, tip. | |
| Q: you on point phife? | |
| P: all the time, tip. | |
| Q: well, then grab the microphone and let your words rip. | |
| P: 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. | |
| Q: check the rhyme y'all. | |
| Check the rhyme y'all. | |
| Check the rhyme y'all. | |
| Check the rhyme y'all. | |
| Check the rhyme y'all. | |
| Check the rhyme y'all. | |
| Check it out. | |
| Check it out. | |
| Check the rhyme y'all. | |
| Check the rhyme y'all. | |
| 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. | |
| P: back in days on the boulevard of linden, | |
| We used to kick routines and the presence was fittin' | |
| It was i the phifer, | |
| Q: and me, the abstract. | |
| The rhymes were so rumpin' that the brothers rode the 'zack. | |
| P: yo, tip you recall when we used to rock | |
| Those fly routines on your cousin~s block. | |
| Q: um, let me see, damn i can't remember. | |
| I receive the message and you will play the sender. | |
| P: you on point tip? | |
| Q: all the time phife. | |
| P: you on point tip? | |
| Q: yeah, all the time phife. | |
| P: you on point tip? | |
| Q: yo, all the time phife. | |
| P: so play the resurrector and give the dead some life. | |
| Q: okay, if knowledge is the key then just show me the lock. | |
| Got the scrawny legs but i move just like lou 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. |
| zuo ci : Ball, Davis, Duncan, Ferrone ... | |
| q: back in the days on the boulevard of linden, | |
| We used to kick routines and presence was fittin'. | |
| It was i the abstract | |
| P: and me the five footer. | |
| I kicks the mad style so step off the frankfurter. | |
| Q: yo, phife, you remember that routine | |
| That we used to make spiffy like mister clean? | |
| P: um um, a tidbit, um, a smidgen. | |
| I don t get the message so you gots to run the pigeon. | |
| Q: you on point phife? | |
| P: all the time, tip. | |
| Q: you on point phife? | |
| P: all the time, tip. | |
| Q: you on point phife? | |
| P: all the time, tip. | |
| Q: well, then grab the microphone and let your words rip. | |
| P: 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. | |
| Q: check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check it out. | |
| Check it out. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| 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. | |
| P: back in days on the boulevard of linden, | |
| We used to kick routines and the presence was fittin' | |
| It was i the phifer, | |
| Q: and me, the abstract. | |
| The rhymes were so rumpin' that the brothers rode the ' zack. | |
| P: yo, tip you recall when we used to rock | |
| Those fly routines on your cousin s block. | |
| Q: um, let me see, damn i can' t remember. | |
| I receive the message and you will play the sender. | |
| P: you on point tip? | |
| Q: all the time phife. | |
| P: you on point tip? | |
| Q: yeah, all the time phife. | |
| P: you on point tip? | |
| Q: yo, all the time phife. | |
| P: so play the resurrector and give the dead some life. | |
| Q: okay, if knowledge is the key then just show me the lock. | |
| Got the scrawny legs but i move just like lou 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 hiphop 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. |
| zuò cí : Ball, Davis, Duncan, Ferrone ... | |
| q: back in the days on the boulevard of linden, | |
| We used to kick routines and presence was fittin'. | |
| It was i the abstract | |
| P: and me the five footer. | |
| I kicks the mad style so step off the frankfurter. | |
| Q: yo, phife, you remember that routine | |
| That we used to make spiffy like mister clean? | |
| P: um um, a tidbit, um, a smidgen. | |
| I don t get the message so you gots to run the pigeon. | |
| Q: you on point phife? | |
| P: all the time, tip. | |
| Q: you on point phife? | |
| P: all the time, tip. | |
| Q: you on point phife? | |
| P: all the time, tip. | |
| Q: well, then grab the microphone and let your words rip. | |
| P: 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. | |
| Q: check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check it out. | |
| Check it out. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| Check the rhyme y' all. | |
| 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. | |
| P: back in days on the boulevard of linden, | |
| We used to kick routines and the presence was fittin' | |
| It was i the phifer, | |
| Q: and me, the abstract. | |
| The rhymes were so rumpin' that the brothers rode the ' zack. | |
| P: yo, tip you recall when we used to rock | |
| Those fly routines on your cousin s block. | |
| Q: um, let me see, damn i can' t remember. | |
| I receive the message and you will play the sender. | |
| P: you on point tip? | |
| Q: all the time phife. | |
| P: you on point tip? | |
| Q: yeah, all the time phife. | |
| P: you on point tip? | |
| Q: yo, all the time phife. | |
| P: so play the resurrector and give the dead some life. | |
| Q: okay, if knowledge is the key then just show me the lock. | |
| Got the scrawny legs but i move just like lou 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 hiphop 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. |