Oh, so you didn’t listen? You’re still challenging Phife, the “funky diabetic”? Well, at least he has a consistent diet then, because he’s “steady eating booty MCs like cheese grits” in this Busta Rhymes-punctuated classic perfect for Saturday night cruising. Don’t threaten a man who’s said he will devour you like quiche.
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“Beast of the East, on MCs I have a feast/I’d eat that ass like quiche, crack a smile like Shanice.” ‘Nuff said. We wouldn’t have pegged Phife for a quiche man, but apparently he’d destroy any MC who messed with him the same way he’d destroy a good slice of quiche at brunch. Softee.” God Lives Through, Midnight Marauders, 1993 “Yeah, I’m tellin’ you G, to back up off me/I’m not a mad cohort, but I’m not Mr. Hot Sex, Boomerang soundtrack, 1992Īnd speaking of excellent food, Phife knew bad food too, and he wasn’t going down like some soft serve. In this party anthem, Phife advised us to “Head for the border, go get a taco” and that he “gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon.” Obviously, Phife had excellent taste in food. But the legendary A Tribe Called Quest MC made it clear in life, and lyrics, how deep his love for food ran, and we’d like to celebrate that love - with some ham and eggs, of course. Diabetes took Phife Dawg at the early age of 45.