Mr. Incognito A Tribe Called Quest

[Hook: Ali Shaheed Muhammad]
Mr. Incognito, Incognito (12x)

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mr. Incognito is back again
Now all I want is peace and papes, and a physical friend
Jotting down my list of positives in life
I want a ride, crib, mutt, wife
The look on my grill is filled with conviction
Gonna get what I need, delete restriction
Babble on the boulevard to brother hood buddies
Poking in my pocket, it's a E for the moneys
Jay and all the jokes that jet in the Jettas
While I'm at the boob tube watching Baretta
Swig up on a forty cause I'm feeling thirsty
Mama says she taught me, better say she cursed me
Throwing on my hoodie, low-profilin
Wassup with the Tipster? Brotherman be wylin'
But I be on mission that's beyond eye-level
Questin' out the devil and his pals that are several
Quest with the Questers or Quest on a solo
Boom it in a Benzo, Beamer or a Bronco
Boom caca boom boom, boom caca boom
If my sight isn't seen, silly saps will assume
That we falling off the Earth with the Nina and the Pinta
The Five Foot Assassin with the shade of magenta