[Chorus](12x)
   Mr. Incognito, Incognito
  
   [Verse 1: Q-Tip]
   Yeah yeah yeah
   Mr. Incognito is back again
   Now all I want is peace and papes, and a physical frame
   Jottin down my list of positives in life
   I want a ride, crib, mud, wife
   The look on my girl is filled with conviction
   Gonna get what I need, the league restriction
   Babble on the Boulevard to brother hood buddies
   Pokin in my pocket it's the E for the moneys
   Jay and all the jokes that jet in the jetters
   While I'm at the booth tube watchin ?beretta?
   Swig up on a forty cause I'm feelin thirsty
   Mama says she taught me, better say she cursed me
   Throwin on my hoodie low-profilin, whassup with the Twister
   Brother man be wildin
   While I be on mission that's beyond eye level
   Questin out the devil and this styles that I sever-
   -al Quest with the Questers, a Quest on a solo
   Boomin in a Benzo, Beamer or a Bronco
   Boom pack a boom boom, boom pack a boom
   If my sight isn't seen, silly saps will assume
   That we fallin off the earth with the Nina and the pensa
   The Five Foot Assasin with the shade of magenta
  
   [Verse 2: Phife Dawg]
   Magenta is the shade for the mystic parade
   Physical Trini boy lyrically I enstrain
   Livin of Lyndon 1-92nd
   Chillin at the rest other brothers wreck it
   Easy like I'm on it, Commodore Sunday
   Waited for tuesday, fourmatic monday
   When I woke wednesday persons was groundin
   Don't know the whereabouts can't be foundin
   Chillin for the villain the one they call the Phifer
   Still on the smooth but a tidbit hyper
   Get with the gat one as I hit the D-L
   It's my thing what I ring I try to do it well
   You can bet your bottom dollar that the Tribe will not be slippin
   Makin hit after hit as we commence to start rippin
   People think I'm buggin or I have the heebiejeebies
   The reason they can't find me is because they can't see me
  
   [Chorus](12x)
   Mr. Incognito, Incognito
  
   [Verse 3: Q-Tip]
   It's like the war's goin on in the middle of your mind
   But your mind can't contain Incognito's on the brain
   So you chill by yourself don't really sweat nobody
   Speak to all the brothers and say peace to every hottie
   But lurkin in the ghetto is a germ that insist
   Shoot you back the german away or utilise your fists
   Neither of the two, just continue with your thoughts
   And rush away your pain with the power of the thought
   Ain't got no time for girls, cause girls be on some bull
   Checkin for a nigga who got crazy pull
   On some deep rooted sexual, highly intellectual
   Not checkin for the fame although it's propetual
   I enter the world the same way I'll exit
   If you really think the groove, than hey glad you checked it
   Cause Incognito's strong not urkin like a blister
   Before you speak about me, make sure you call me Mister
  
   [Chorus]