Q-tip:

I had a dream about my man last night

And my man came by the studio

And his name is...

Busta rhymes in effect, shaheed is in effect

Phife did-awg is in effect

Check it out and give me my 'spect



I'm movin, yes i'm groovin cuz my mouth is on the motor

Use the coast in the mornin to avoid the funky odor

Can't help bein funky, i'm the funky abstract brotha

Funky in a sense, but i play the undacova

Once had a fettish, fettish for some booty

Now i'm gettin funky and my rappin, that's my duty

Brothas tend to jock on the style in particular

If you got the ego like some brothas, then i'll get with ya

But if i don't pursue, then i just don't give a (fuck)

My motto in the 90's is be happy makin bucks

Girls love the jim, cuz it causes crazy friction

When it goes up in and fluctuates the diction

I still understand the (uh!) cuz that's what i met her for

I'm hooked on the swings, so just call me the music whore

Women love the voice, brothas dig the lyrics

Quest the people's choice, we thrive it for the spirit

If you can't hear it, then get the wax utensils

Write my rhymes straight up, don't get with no fancy stensils

The rhymes we get is sweet, we stay away from tart

Our perfection is at work, perkin up the art

If you want to battle, i suggest you check your clock

Your demise is comin up and i want your man to watch

Be the prime example, i deep instilled the sample

Insignificance, here i'll place you on the mantle

Born up in harlem, reside down in jamaica

The girl i used to rock, her moms was a claker

Now what does that make her? the evil money taker?

The crazy move faker, i used that to break her



(vinia mojica singing in the background)

Phife is in the house, uncle mike is in the house

Bob power is in the house, tim latham is in the house

Wise men is in the house, brand nubs is in the house

The j beez, they in the house and de la, they in the house



I must regroup my thoughts and kick the next ones for my people

Please don't be deceived by ugly slice of evil

The world is kinda cold and the rhythm is my blanket

Wrap yourself up in it, if you love it, then you'll thank it

Don't move to rebuttal, wave your hand for action

The ladies of the '90's want more than satisfaction

They want keys and gs, and all those illy things

If you want to, i'll show you, just what the ab can bring

I keep a tight net with my brothas ken and kenny

If the question is of rhymes, then i'll tell ya, i got plenty

The thing that men and women need to do is stick together

Progressions can't be made if we're separate forever

I hooked this funky beat with the loop and the feature

With the funky singin by miss vinia mojica

So listen because the quest is led through the underground

My people been up on quest to long, no more will we be down

People tend to riff cuz they don't know the mental

People tend to bug cuz their beats are hard but gentle

Afro kinda lurks through the body of this youngun'

Play like bobby byrd on your back and your comin to

The house of the jazz, of the funk, of the rhythm

All the goods are welcome, but if you're a villain

I'll just wait and debate, contemplate your arrival

If flexin is your motive, then you don't like survival

The abstract is speakin, the hard beats is reachin

The black and puerto ricans

Cuz their butt naked, streakin through the ever murky streets

Of the urbanized areas

Blastin out the speakers is the hip hop hysteria



Craig is in the house, pete rock is in the house

Cl is in the house, ultra mag is in the house

Nice and smooth is in the house, big daddy kane is in the house

Beatnuts is in the house, special ed is in the house



Yeah(7x)

This one goes out to my man

Thanks alot ron carter on the bass

Yes my man ron carter is on the bass

Now check it out

Born into the 91 decade

You gotta say the quest is on

And goddamn it, yes the quest is on

And we out!