Busta Rhymes, Q-Tip - Ill Vibe lyrics

Yo yo, yoyoyo yoyo, yo
Yo yo, yoyoyoyo, yo yo yoyoyo, yoyo yoyoyo
Yoyo yo, yo yo, yo yo yoyo, yo yo, yo

My rhymes create life like the
Birds and the bees
Make Funkmaster Flex say, "Yo
I'm feelin' these"
Flows make you shit in your drawers
Change your dungarees
Smoke trees, gettin' cottonmouth
Wild munchies
Bounce down the block, eatin' food at Luigi's
Ass constipated too much extra cheese
But anyway
While I was coolin' down at Luigi's
I met some Siamese twins from overseas
Lebanese
Lesbians with friends from New Orleans
They had a fifth friend
She was straight Black-Portuguese
Pretty palm-olive-soaped skin
Aloe Vera leaves
She looked like the type of chick
You only see in fantasies
The type of chick that you'd kill
For to get between the knees
Yuh! I made time to
Chill with Miss Portuguese
Would you believe the bitch tried to steal my
Fuckin' house keys? Rob me for my G's
Had to show this crazy broad I
Mastered my degrees and my PhD's
Got yo' face on camera motherfucker
Say "Cheese"!
You better get with your friends quick
Before I start to squeeze
Gettin' caught up in the
Freaky gold digger Jamborees

I caught the ill vibe, Tip! Word, Bus? Yo
Yo' word
The ill vibe, Tip! Yo, word, Bus? Yo
Yo' word (Uh)
'Cause when I'm in the place you
Know my shit be absurd
I caught the ill vibe, Bus! Word, Tip? Yo
Yo' word
The ill vibe, Bus! Word, Tip? What the word?
So when I hold the mic you
Know my shit be absurd
I caught the ill vibe, Bus! Word, Tip? Yo
Yo' word

Uh, uh, uh uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

I got weight on my shoulders
In deformin' this beat ain't nothin' sweet
On the street for good deeds I compete
Kamaal complete and unique so get
Back in your stance
We enhance and we're playin'
The whole world circumstance
So do good in your hood
Even though you puff lye positive to comply
Don't screw face and act rah
Progress, don't fall back, we can't have that
I'll hold your hand, Black
We can't wind up with scratch
I put my best foot forward
Way I play in life
'Cause this world is bound to get
You like a double-edged knife
In the jam we regulate, 'cause we organize
Logically thinkin' with Allah's enterprise
A lot of brothers from the ghetto
(Uh) got the gift to gab (Uh)
Peace to the West Coast, in the East we fab'
Oh
Need I make mention that the crew we've got
Make things get hot, like the 44 shot?
(Blaow) no, we don't promote no guns
But don't turn that cheek
In the world that we live
Kindness is viewed as weak
So we gotta stay on point for
All these lizards and snakes
Some of them come as friends
Some of them come as Jakes
We decipher all the frauds and
Build grounds with our friends
(Why's that?) So we can live
Right until time ends
(Yo, why's that?) Amalgamate so we
Can get these ends
(Yo, true that) Busta and Tip
You know we make minds bend

I caught the ill vibe, Bus! Word, Tip? Yo
Yo' word (Ha)
The ill vibe, Bus! Word, Tip? Yo, yo' word
(Ha) yo, when I hold my mic you
Know my shit be absurd (Yo, yo yo)
I caught that ill vibe, Tip!
Yo, word, Bus? Yo, yo' word
That ill vibe, Tip! Say word? Yo, yo' word
'Cause when I'm in the place you
Know my shit be absurd!
I caught the ill vibe
(Ha) , Bus! Word, Tip? Yo, yo' word (Ha)
The ill vibe, Bus! Word, Tip? Yo, yo' word
(Ha) yo, when we in the jam you
Know the shit be absurd
I caught that wild shit, Tip! Word, Bus? Yo
Yo' word
That ill vibe, Tip! Say word? Yo, yo' word!
'Cause when I'm in the place
(Uh) you know my shit be absurd!