Pharoahe Monch - Questions lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, yo Pharoahe right, right
Brother why don't you explain
How did Hip-Hop get caught up
In this ill rap game?

Yo, I got a question - in Hip-Hop
Who they followin'? (Uhh)
The niggas with skills or them
Niggas who be hollerin'?

Them niggas that be hollerin' is substitute
Modelin' niggas with skills always and
Forever keeps a followin'

Swallowin' pride never we be imperialistic
Who rips shit, without bein' materialistic
Statistics show ask miss she know
Just 'cause the niggas got dough don't
Mean they got that flow riiiight
Just 'cause them niggas got dough don't
Mean they got that flow

What?! Nigga you can consider it the
Bomb if I spit on it, get on it
Ride for a little bit
Feel how your inner get
From internet, intellect
Vibes that I'm sendin' it
Now your soul bubblin' brown sugar
So you'll remember it legitimate, imminent
Crash course for illiterate
From August to September
Prince is heavenly given it
From center split
Train of thoughts that's mad booty
'Cause you twisted and rudey
Don't mean everything's
GROOVY when you hear it
The world's gonna feel it before I say it
Now some pop some shit
But the labels get the big G's from sales
(Whooo) Nobody sayin' shit it just smells
Here's some Southside Saturday
Love like Shamelle's my syndicate is tight
Quite right for these times
Contradictin' all the hype
The berry-more-black shines
ALL MINE, fine wines to dine rhymes
For forty projects
Keepin it Naughty like Treach

Ahhhhhh YO PRINCE yes sir
My brother why don't you explain
How did Hip-Hop get caught up
In this ill rap game?

Yo, I got a question - in Hip-Hop
Who they followin'? (Right)
The niggas with skills or them
Niggas who be hollerin'?

Them niggas that be hollerin' be substitute
Modelin' the niggas with the skills
Forever keeps a followin'

Swallowin' pride never we be imperialistic
Who rips shit, without bein' materialistic
Statistics show ask Duke, he knows
'Cause them niggas got dough don't
Mean they got that flow hahhhh
'Cause them niggas got dough don't
Mean they got that flow

Pleeease man i done burned some of the most
Fattest MC's like chromium percolinate
It's not even tangible for them
To understand the holy weight
It takes soul to make a crowd animated
Prince stated
Hey wait 'til we get off that label
And I waited twelve months
(twelve months) for the perfect opportunity
To thump (thump) bump (bump) somethin loved
By my community (c'mon)
I'm movin' on all you punk Bambino bastards
Your style's depleted like muscles
Without amino acids
I blast kids with mass times matter
Forever clingin' to endeavors defined
Clever words
Thus waiting never, frustrating verbs to rip
My rap ratings eradicate (eradicate shit)
For me to take rhythms and mate
'em with rhymes in mating season
Creating shit never before made it
I'm makin' hybrids
Created potent enough to open eyelids
And leave pupils dilated
Stress is alleviated
Now it's easier, plus economically feasible
For me to leave rap
Listeners queasy and inebriated
We made it we came
Dedicated we rated supreme
Even with or without the cream
Yo, yo Pharoahe yes, sir
Brother why don't you explain
How did Hip-Hop get caught up
In this ill rap game?

Nahhh I got a question - in Hip-Hop
Who they followin'? (Uhh)
The niggas with skills or them
Niggas who be hollerin'?

The niggas that be hollerin' is substitute
Modelin' niggas with skills always and
Forever keeps a followin'

Swallowin' pride never we be imperialistic
Who rips shit, without bein' materialistic
Statistics show ask miss she know
Just 'cause them niggas got dough don't
Mean they got that flow that's right
Just 'cause them niggas got dough don't
Mean they got that flow