Right Here (Remix)

Lyrics

[Chorus 1: Pharoahe Monch] Aiyyo, Uptown! (WHAT?) The Briddonx! (WHAT?) Long Isle! (WHAT?) Striddong! (WHAT?) Yo, Brooklyyyyyyyyyyyyyn! (BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO!) Yo! (WHAT?!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo, where the fuck is Queens? (WE RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo, what the... yo – where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo! (WE RIGHT HERE!) [Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch] We can face the fuck off like hockey, or Face Off like Travolta Face off like car radios with the mind of Minolta Face off like Treach if you're fuckin' with Vin Rock You still pop shit? I face off like fembots And I'm the Six Million motherfuckin' Dollar Man With a six million muh'fuckin' dollar plan For thug niggas and pimp players and drug niggas Your technique, I sweep under the rug, niggas Out of Queens, shit, I serve with the fiends and bugged niggas I'm above niggas, but all in all, I love niggas Like my man Benny Rat (Uh), showed me the rap game Told me never to act sane on a record or rap plain Now the name reign supreme, seen major cream Rhymes, sicker than lyme disease and gangrene I'm the most obligated, nigga creatin' havoc Check the meaning for Monch, the meaning becomes tragic [Pre-Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] RAW – if you want it RAW – yeah we got it indeed Yo, actually, I'm just tryin' to eat FOR SURE – if you need it on tour Yeah, we ready to bleed I'm sayin', god, I'm just tryin' to eat [Chorus 2: Xzibit] Aiyyo Compton! (WHAT?) C-Arson! (WHAT?) Whattup, bwoy? (WHAT?) It's keep bouncin' (WHAT?) I say Long Beeeeeeeeeeeeeach! (BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO!) (WHAT?!) Where L.A. at? (RIGHT HERE!) Now where L.A. at? (RIGHT HERE!) Now where L.A. at? (RIGHT HERE!) Where L.A. at? (RIGHT HERE!) Now where L.A. at? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo, yo, now where L.A. at? (RIGHT HERE!) C'mon! (C'mon) (RIGHT HERE!) [Verse 2: Xzibit] I am the master of the ceremony So my territory be off limits to gimmicks and niggas with trash lyrics And tracks that lack spirit, so pop ya collar Fuck ya dollar, I'm extra tough and hard to swallow Hard act to follow, never the role model or whatnot Set-up shop, slipknot my way to the top of the pile Then changin' the direction of it (Yeah) From the niggas that hate it, to niggas that love it – what'chu want from it? A reputation and the luxurious life? Maybe find you a hooker you can transform into a housewife? You lose stripes when you recite through your windpipe With action, cameras, and lights, and your shit ain't tight It's on on-sight, thug rugged, the love of it Push it or slam it, or shove it in a vein, we dope Remain with smoke, remote with Tash and Ras Kass Don't provoke me to revoke your visitor's pass [Chorus 1: Pharoahe Monch] Aiyyo, Uptown (WHAT?) Briddonx! (WHAT?) Long Isle! (WHAT?) Striddong! (WHAT?) Brooklyyyyyyyyyyyyyn! (BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO!) Yo (WHAT?!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo, where the fuck is Queens? (WE RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo, what the... yo – where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo! (WE RIGHT HERE!) [Verse 3: Pharoahe Monch] Basically, y'all could get 8 twice like Lynn Swann Plus get ate like pussy Get ate like Mickey D's after the hydro when you push me Get ate like cannibalism and sliced surgical In any extremity, y'all get infinity vertical Every line or word of mine'll be verbally placed to murder you The master, flipping convertible flows irreversible Unobtainable to the brain, it's unexplainable what the verse'll do Pharoahe's the sperm, your mind's the egg I'm burstin' through Y'all heard of me, I pack MACs and crack vertebraes Leave niggas with third degree burns and back surgery Mics, guns, knives – pick, declare which object Flip, have niggas runnin' like the Blair Witch Project [Pre-Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] RAW – if you want it RAW – yeah we got it indeed Yo, actually, I'm just tryin' to eat FOR SURE – if you need it on tour Yeah, we ready to bleed I'm sayin', god, I'm just tryin' to eat [Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] Aiyyo, Uptown (WHAT?) Briddonx! (WHAT?) Long Isle! (WHAT?) Striddong! (WHAT?) Brooklyyyyyyyyyyyyyn! (BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! BO!) Yo (WHAT?!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo, where the fuck is Queens? (WE RIGHT HERE!) Where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo, what the... yo – where the fuck is Queens? (RIGHT HERE!) Yo! (WE RIGHT HERE!)