Pharcyde The Pharcyde

[Intro]
Ay, Squab, what's up?
Ah, I'm coolin', what's happening with you?
Nothin', what's up with The Pharcyde?
Ahh, they coolin' in the studio
I heard their new shit on the radio
What new shit?
Their new song on the radio, that shit was pretty tight
Nah, errk your brakes on, ain't no new song on the radio
It sounded just like them, I thought that shit was them
Nah, nah, nah, pump your brakes, ain't no new song on the radio
It sounded just like them
(Yay)

[Verse 1: Imani]
"None of that's true", we do it, not you
That's why I got you stuck on to my style like glue
The crew definitely is back again
But I'm back to win, so just tell a friend
That I'm still twisting and bending
Minds and rhymes until the very end
With the rhymes (Rhymes) and the loops
Stomping out wack troops in my big, black boots
Collecting respect and the loot (And the loot)
From the way I grab the microphone and execute
Iaphs think I'm cute