Lyrics:

chorus: I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol A yo, Phife do you eat em? No, Tip do you eat em? Uh huh, not at all(again) I don't eat no ham n' eggs, cuz they're high in cholesterol Jarobi, do you eat em? Nope, Shah, do you eat em? (Nope) Not at all Q-Tip and Phife(trading lines): A tisket, a tasket, what's in mama's basket? Some veggie links and some fish that stinks Why, just the other day, I went to Grandma's house Smelled like she conjured up a mouse Eggs was fryin, ham was smellin In ten minutes, she started yellin (come and get it) And the gettin's were good I said, I shouldn't eat, she said, I think you should But I can't, I'm plagued by vegetarians No cats and dogs, I'm not a veterinarian Strictly collard greens and a occasional steak Goes on my plate Asparagus tips look yummy, yummy, yummy Candied yams inside my tummy A collage of good eats, some snacks or nice treats Apple sauce and some nice red beets This is what we snack on when we're Questin' (both: No second guessin) chorus: (Q-Tip: bridge) Phife: Now drop the beat, so I can talk about my favorite tastings The food that is the everlasting, see I'm not fasting I'm gobbling, like a dog on turkey Beef jerky, slim jims, I eat sometimes I like lemons and limes And if not that, take it the road see and the salad sopped Sit back, relax, listen to some hip hop Q-Tip: Gum drops and gummy bears tease my eyes A sight for sore ones and some bore pies And other goodies that are filled with goop With fried apple roots Delectable delights, control my appetites Mine is for me, right, but I know what I