A Tribe Called Quest

Busta rhymes:
Here in 1992, we present the fabulous whats the scenario remix
Where as there are 7 mcs.
Six which are in physical form, one which is in spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh...hood!
Hood:
Check the vibe, punk that ass again, god
f it (shiitt!!) ! I lay buckshots
Hood, madman, I rip up stages
Lay down your wages, Im wild like larry davis
Extra, extra, pick up a clip. Ill tear that ass out the frame (huh!)
And grab my dick(oh!)
By the beats that I bump, I kick and drop bombs
Im rugged and deadly, so I shit on the petty
A musical badder bastard, Im bad news
Im crazy and clever, cut holes in crews
Death on the phono, my skills are dolo
You say oh no, you bitch ass homo
I bag up waste, electrifying, Im primetime
I slaughter slime, Im the greatest of all time
Sick ass brotha, nasty ass nigga
Pump slugs in your face and jump that ass in the river
Two tears in a bucket, fuck it, kick the can (say what, say what!!!)
Im a bad, bad man
Phife:
Quick is how I flip from the tip of the lip
Punchin out hits like gladys knight and the pips
The 5 foot assassin has just raided your area
Your booty rhymes are wack and thats the reason why Im hearin ya (so!)
Pull out the red carpet cuz Im kickin this
Vanilla ice platinum? that shits ridiculous
Excuse my french, but profanity is all I knew
And to you other sellouts, oh yeah, f you too
And let it be known, Im not the one to step to
You better off callin d-nice to your rescue
Freestyle fanatic, probably the best around
As for corny mcs, like chuck d, I shut em down
The artical don of hip-hop and I wont stop
The 5 foot assassin has come to wreck nuff shop
So do like michael jackson and remember the time(do you remember? )
Put on your dancin shoes or somethin cuz you sho cant rhyme
Milo:
(big up big up!) into new eternity
Next was said somethin that complies onto me
What does it take to check a technique (many styles, many styles!)
Hostile heat brings forth the energy
Milo in the dance is the new identity
One, two mic check, select for the ruffneck
At a 10 to 1 bet, I come correct!
In my cyphers are blocks, I bring box to connect with knots
So I can grow dreadlocks
Maintain the rock dont stop the rock!!!)
Maintain the rock (dont stop the rock!!!)
Kick it right, then not, e. watt said not
I put my mug up, so fair is fair
So c. brown are we in the clear? (yeah!)
C. brown are we in the clear? (yeah!)
Charlie brown:
Makin moves yall (moves yall!)
On and on and on (checka, check it out!!!)
To the breaka, breakadawn (whos that? !? )
Guess, one of the lons and a tribe called quest
(east coast!) to west
Remixed mad kick more than metallica
To all ends like the battlestar gallactica
Stampin, stompin, rompin compton