Q-Tip)
   Yea, move your body, decide to party
   'Bout to bring it to you kid like we never ever did
   My nigga Al G in it, my nigga Shaheed in it
   We got the girl Kristine in it, got my man Big G in it
  
   Hey, yo, inside the ghetto or in a sunny meadow
   I'ma make you move whether woman or fellow
   Yo, I got the medals in the warfield of respect
   Like an ill porno make ya body get wet
   Just a ghetto child trying to live a straight and narrow
   Hoping that my shit will pierce your dome like an arrow
   I'm sure it will, especially if it's God's will
   MC's you ready to die cuz I'ma kill
   All you negative feelings standing on two feet
   While I make the hotties move to the hip-hop beat
   You know what's really killer, realer than you can imagine
   Using every source of pain in my range to make it happen
   If I make it happen, that means I'm making motion
   And I'm doing my thing causing an ill commotion
   Everybody do the hop, niggaz soothe like lotion
   I lay up in the piece or an incognotion
   You gotta do the hop then move to the beat, you don't stop
   Now everybody here, you do the hop
   You going up to cop, a town full of brick, don't stop
   You gotta come back and do the hop
   Yo, fuk the cop, you gotta come back and do the hop
   Move till your body won't stop
   You gotta do the hop, nonstop motion, nonstop
   You gotta come back and do the, do the
  
   (Phife)
   You see you, your career is done like Johnny Carson's
   Get me vexed, I do like Left Eye, I'll start an arson
   Now that I got that out my system
   Watch me stab up the track as if my name was OJ Simpson
   I packs it in like Van Halen
   I work for mine, you, you're freeloading like Kato Kaelin
   I'm representing wit my crew
   Mess around, bite my rhymes, I beat that ass wit my shoes
   C'mon, you know I'm crazy nice (nice, nice)
   Brothers can't deal wit this shorty named Phife
   You must be mad in the head
   I bust his ass and leave 'em bloodclot for dead
   Niggaz sound like Das EFX
   If it ain't Das EFX, then they sounding like Meth
   You might as well do Megadeth
   Yo, punk MC's better save your freaking breath
   You'se a corny muthafuka
   You must be high smoking dust wit Chris Tucker
   You ------asses don't want this
   I pull more beeps than the beep at the premier of Pocohantas
   Word is born, I am the baddest
   And all you honies out there, word is born, you know my status
   So come and pull your panties down
   This ain't no Barnum and Bailey show, I don't get down wit the clowns
   So why don't you and your friends, get wit me and my friends
   But don't bring your ass buying you ain't got no ends
   Word is born, it don't stop(stop,stop,stop...)
   Just ease your mind, come along and do the hop
  
   (Q-Tip)
   You gotta do the hop, you move to the beat, you don't stop
   Come on everybody, do the hop
   Even if you a cop, you gotta come back and do the hop
   You move to the beat, you don't stop
   You smoking jub rocks, you gotta just stop and do the hop
   Then you come back and do the hop
   You know we don't stop, we on the ghetto, rise on the top
   You know we come back and do the hop
   Shorties in the place, all the shorty rocks, do the hop
   You gotta come back and do the hop
   We never go on pop, you know we come back, we do the hop
   This is how it is, we do the hop
   You move to the beat, then come on everybody, don't....