"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo" [Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival" [Jamar] "I'm only bringin you the real" "Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo" [Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival" [Sadat] "Have a stout if you know what I'm talkin about"
Verse One: Lord Jamar
Three sixty degrees I stand in the square, right over left Preparin to fight to the death, you could never stifle this Not even the triflest, nigga on Earth, could ever fuck with what I spit in a verse, we always hit where it hurts Underground so we dig in the dirt Always gotta put a nigga to work, is how it seems It's kinda hard to hear the silent screams Through the violent things, turn a deaf ear Your body might get left there - you better step to the rear We put it down with Premier, rock mad army gear You ain't heard us all together in, several years It's like a federal crime, you had to settle for rhymes that lacked substance, we got that in abundance Pro-black and you know that We stay Fat like Joe Crack, Lord Jamar come too far, to ever try and go back
"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo" [Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival" [Jamar] "I'm only bringin you the real" "Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo" [Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival" [Sadat] "Have a stout if you know what I'm talkin about"
Verse Two: Sadat X
I'm on 110 and Lennox with these Africans overseein our physical being, and how we doin it It only take one bad nigga to ruin it, pursuin it and actin like it can't happen put you in the chair To the bookings we go, on the twenty-four hour flow I run through obstacles, take off my shackles Proper backing with the bangers and the rhyme singers I run with dem and others, rock NY in colors with the straight brim and the chick who work in the gym The great Datty in the C-Town Express Whoever step to this is gonna have to face stress Whoever step to this better be at they best Look at me close I'm the perfect host you standin too close so back up, you should never try to act up The Wild Cowboy still got the style boy One of a kind I throw a helluva line
"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo" [Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival" [Jamar] "I'm only bringin you the real" "Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo" [Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival" [Sadat] "Have a stout if you know what I'm talkin about"
Verse Three: Grand Puba
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah My man Primo hit me off with the plural Zig Zag Zig like Zorro now we makin more bread than Stella Doro Unsung hero bring more _Heat_ than DeNiro Never known for spittin trash shit on the mic, that shit's a zero Rhyme flow stay off the meter, tight like two-seaters Make y'all get nuts like a cellblock filled with dick beaters Make my approach then shorty's bagged like coach Cut on the lights if she ain't a dime then watch me run like a roach Y'all know my shit be hot they call me Dr. Doo-a-lot Now I got seeds so I'm stingy I keep strings on my Benji's So tree up, nigga we up, about to re-up Y'all know the deal, grab this paper, dissapear like Copperfield I need a meal, time to eats with a flow Drop the beat, press it up, and hit the street, dinnertime's complete My Nubian ways'll get ass that open for days Make more chips than Frito Lays when I spit the phrase that pays
"Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo" [Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival" [Jamar] "I'm only bringin you the real" "Grand Puba" "Lord Jamar" "Sadat X" "Alamo" [Puba] "Raised in the ghetto singin songs called survival" [Sadat] "Have a stout if you know what I'm talkin about"
Yeah yeah, uhh, uh-huh Brand Nubian, yeah yeah, check it
Intro/Chorus:
You don't have to drive a fancy car Just for you to be a shinin' star No matter who you are, no matter who you are
Verse One: Grand Puba
Uhh, now it started it off for me in apartment 6C Project style, ate government cheese for a while Pop Duke wasn't there cos he had to do a bid so momma love stuck with these bad ass kids She used to say keep your head up, always think positive and never be ashamed of who you are or where you live Teenage years I had to struggle doing that Shorty say "Don't talk to him, girlfriend, look where he live at Crib probably crawlin with roaches and rats plus cats be in his hallways with the drugs and the gats" I used to try and honeys used to walk on by Now I'm damn near 20 and still ain't got no ride Caught a record deal, now them same old chicks that used to walk on by go out their way to say hi But they gets none That's why I'm with the same girl from the same projects that I come from because.......
Chorus (x2)
Verse Two: Sadat X
Well this is that time that you've waited for Three linked from what was said to be extinct You say take my weed-smellin ass home, I'm grown More thirst than if I swallowed sand bags Not fiending enough to go out and grab bags from women I swear if we don't hear this on the air I'll be down at the station Your broadcast from Monday has now been switched to no day With the class team that I'm with, we stay fit Just like the calm before the twister hit Brand Nubian name is gonna blister shit We raise the flags in three places employ black faces from midnight blacks to light tan Brand Nubian straight rate policy for the world For your little man, for your little girl, from Cheryl to Earl Watch how it all go down and unfurl Mark this print, I feel like we've all been sent It's more than gettin money and gettin bent (Word life, cos you're a shinin' star) No matter who you are, no matter who you are
Chorus
Brand Nubian cats spread
Verse Three: Lord Jamar
A four-letter word seldom heard amongst my nation Understandings highest elevation, the foundation of creation of motivation, in my family there's no relation They got us willing to be killing off our population, full-time occupation We need to turn it around like oscillation or watch it all burn to the ground from frustration Lord Jamar, I'ma show love to all my people who show To me that's how it's gotta be Peace to Prodigy and Mobb Deep God's working hard on the streets for the love of the peeps Niggas bring their ass in the clubs every week Walk right past the brothers and they can't speak All hands meet to shake, for Pete's sake Let's break the ice, life livin love, love livin life (Yeah)
[Grand Puba] Yeah, yeah yeah yeah One time as we do it like this, yeah Grand Puba, Common Sense
[Common] Yeah, yeah, yeah It's all love y'all (3X) what you say?
Intro/Chorus: all, Common
[all] Maybe one day we can work it out Strive to understand what life's about All it seems to be is sadness and pain Blood like rain clogs urban drains [Com] When we gonna realize and make the change And take the blame, erase the shame Cause new millenium is knockin at your door The New World Order's what they got in store
[Grand Puba] Now I can't stress this enough, life sure is rough You gotta go through a whole lotta shit Just for you to get a little bit Born into existence where your existence is non-existant but your persistance overcomes their resistance Your daily mechanism is your defense, whether it be past or present tense, don't be dense I'm droppin this with Common Sense (true indeed) As we linger on into the darkness Poisoned by society where high-anxiety is just one variety Hatin each other is another, brotha I mean I'm really true to the shit, my spit ain't just spit My duty is to save my people from all of this shit And if I can get somethin for doin that then I'm gon' get And I won't quit My ways and action manifest in my way of thinkin I just can't stand around and do nothin while my people sinkin I told you that I stay true And I gotta do, what I can do, when I can do, so
Chorus
[Common] Grand Pu...I'ma do....what I gotta do....what I can do It's one for all like Brand Nu-bian, feedin the multitudes Of five loads, dead men walkin with lost souls Some say the games are strange, our ways have been tribal Since the days of Kemet, now displayed on Bennett Revolution's like a pussy, I'm tryin to stay up in it And our music is a message, though some is afraid to send it I don't know much about the New World Order; I know I Got a new daughter, direction and protection I must provide for her The moral of the story I'm building... Like ODB say, "We for the children" Nike make a killin off us, we kill each other, it kills me to see that You take a life for gold, nigga did you really need that? We try to escape the mixtapes, rims and weed sack And to the new age, they say the women's gonna lead that, so
Chorus
[Pub] Oh say it ain't so [Com] It ain't so [Pub] My peoples at a all time low [Com] Double oh Pu' [Pub] Nowadays we doin anything for dough [Com] For the dough doe [Pub] Don't you know that knowledge is the note [Com] What? [Pub] Know the ledge, don't hit the edge The negativity pulls us down like gravity [Com] Yup [Pub] Devilish ways and actions poisons us like a cavity [Com] Yessir [Pub] As we send this one throughout our whole proximity [all] Grand Pu' and Common strive to come together
[Common] In this era of prepaid calling cards I roll with squads called the Gods Ignorance is at large, struggles in our backyard I slapbox with life and see we wasn't that hard Long as you got God, even got Gramps off lah It's stray lies and bullets directed, to lead the village of lies disconnected like ghetto phones Fuck a search through a magazine for Better Homes It ain't gonna happen Til the devil's gone with the breeze and niggas get off they knees so...
No, Flagro Uh, what!! Yeah, Brand Nu' comin' through Long Island, Harlem World, all out, all out Let's talk abou tit What, yeah, now put ya hands up Uh, what, now put ya hands up Put ya hands up Now get ya back up off the wall
[Sadat X] I'm better feeling than running raw Chain gang link I need a shrink What y'all niggaz think I'ma do when I get real money Iano keys played in series Peace to Lil' Cease Microphone track board, loose chord, oh Lord Promo number one Sadat X had a grenade And the have next day I smashed the shit Allie played Now we delayed by ninety days You better find me anyways You better return to the Terrordome, ain't nobody home Non-haters play the corner in the elevator Crash crews smack the open palm so you don't bruise You push a button and what happens nothing I push one and there's a man with a gun in the doorway I'm in 4A, I been in there all day I had some smokes, some bitches and chicken on a slab There's enough for everybody so y'all niggaz don't grab
Chorus: Loon
Come on, come on, come on, yo So get your back up off the wall What, I said dance, come on, come on So put your hands up Stop frontin and pop somethin Cornball niggaz stay frontin ain't got nothin Mad cause the life I lead, twice ya speed Brown-skinned mami, that's the wife I need Light that weed, front nigga might just bleed Tryin to ball with y'all but I might just flee
[Lord Jamar] The second coming of Christ I'll make you run for your life It's like a gun up against a knife You can never win, when we fight to the end I'm tight with the pen Don't be going off the head, cause they be blown off the head And showin off the skills of the mentally dead I do the knowledge before any words get said Herbs get me red, hold on, Simply Red Pimps be dead in rap, everybody's fed with that Y'all could go ahead with that I'm trying to show you where my head is at Dread be the positive black Drop the B, you get lack See you when you get back Lyrical three-pack, spiritual miracle Uhh, Lord Jamar the imperial Microphone serial killer, urban guerilla You acting mysterious, we out to take this rap shit seriosu Slap the taste out of your mouth, then break out
Chorus
[Grand Puba] Now I'ma put a rush up on molasses Breeze on through like easy passes Wiggle more asses than aerobic classes El kabong, my people blaze them trees up like Cheech and Chong Get that ass open like a pair of butt cheeks in thong For sure dog, I don't mean to come off pushy Blaze your party hot, and have it smelling like D'bussy Spit my phlegm and drop my gem Collect my wins and copy the Benz with the icy rims I be dramatical, mathematical, radical thriller The mic killa wreckin more shit than Godzilla Matter of fact I'm more iller, knock your shit off the pillar The four-wheeler touched every flava but vanilla You know my name, my game, so shorty shake that thang I get you open like them ball-head niggaz on Rogaine Spit my flow all the way from New Ro' to Acapulco, white poos brown like cocoa Flip flows def like so so
Intro: Grand Puba Uhh, uh huh, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh huh, come on, check it out, check it out, what? Brand Nubian "I'm black and I'm proud" Uh, like that, like that, what? "Say it loud" "I'm black and I'm proud" Come on, come on, come on, come on "Say it loud" Verse One: Sadat X We made men in this world, digging for bones The untraceable ones come with no clones 100 years from now y'all can still get this bomb on the Brand Nubian dot com My name should be mentioned with the Portier, not the Gualtier although it smell good, I still get mad at Rosewood A Nubian card member since that faithful December In the 80 years, from tears to cheers, things we did should be listed in a pyramid, studied by a little kid Talked about by old jacks with slacks Can I move the black is my first and foremost Can I get a little land for me and mine? Grow vegetables, maybe make a little wine Build with the Gods and the bright sunshine Before we save others we gotta save our own kind Chorus: *variations with Jamar and Puba's shoutouts* "I'm black and I'm proud" "Say it loud" "I'm black and I'm proud" "Say it loud" "I'm black and I'm proud" "Say it loud" "I'm black and I'm proud" "Say it loud" Verse Two: Lord Jamar Now did you know it was you who was first to walk the Earth Gave birth to the Universe, uh Afflicted with the curse of the slave Predicted to inherit the earth in the last days Now as we take you home, what we make our own It's written in stone like Commandments Read them every now and then or when you get the chance Catch a glance through the power lens, see if you could see us advance G-O-D in the dance, reporting freelance Fought for a chance, got you hanging by the seat of your pants Our immediate stance when we came to the game was completely advanced so no one sounds the same 7 and one-half ounces of brain When we around make sure you bow down to the king Brand Nubian style is how we do our thing So if you feel good, real good scream it out loud if you black and you proud Chorus Verse Three: Grand Puba Feel me now, check my style A brother's resume run longer than the Nile Justice cipher born to teach man, woman and child in the land of the lost where my people went foul Do the knowledge, black, look at the way that we act Smoking crack or each other with the gat The only race of people who kill self like that I deal with actual facts to keep my mind on track I love y'all that's why I say these things Watch me transform chickenheads to queens Rhymes full of protein like rice and beans Brand Nubian cats here to change all that The maker, the owner, the cream of the Earth Proud to be black because the black man's first My flow frequency is at a million megahertz So when I spit my verbals I'm heard around the Universe (Yeah, yeah, yeah) So don't front, say it loud, I'm black and I'm proud Chorus
[Grand Puba] This one goes out to all the black woman across the whole planet Earth, givin our black nation birth Nothin in this universe is worth your worth So we dedicate this song, black woman
[Lord Jamar] This one is for every woman I was ever with The ones that I cared about and ones I just wanted to hit I feel ashamed for all the times that I called you a bitch And I, know I was wrong, can you ever forgive? The negative, we used to use sex as a sedative I abused your respect for me I would choose to react disrespectfully Never thinkin the impact would come back to me Now I'm the son, and I know you're my reflection Let me give you love and my protection Proper education Allah's correction Eternal lies, within your eyes I hope you realize that I apologize, for all the lies I never meant to make you cry - all the mistakes that I may have made, and games that I played Been put to an end, black women
Let me take this time, to let you know You've been on my mind, and even though I always haven't been kind I wanna show you that you really divine, sincerely (repeat 2X)
[Grand Puba] Now she's the most beautifullest thing in creation She give me motivation causin constant elevation Seein more than booty used in lustful situations So feel the vibrations, she's the mother of our nation Now for oh so long you stood by us so strong even when we done wrong, so I dedicate this song More priceless than a worldly treasure, you bring love joy pleasure, countless things that are unmeasured Some raise seeds all alone with no father in the home but they still find the strength to continue on I see you more than a crackhead or a chickenhead or just a piece of somethin I'm tryin to get up in my bed You often say a lot of times we demean Sometimes we do to lift the hardhead ones up to queens Our whole purpose is to give a proper surface cause the black woman always is a queen
Let me take this time, to let you know You've been on my mind, and even though I always haven't been kind I wanna show you that you really divine, sincerely (repeat 2X)
[Sadat X] My fondest thoughts and memories go out witchu And I'm sorry for that time that I hit you The finest lights you radiate, you lookin bright And that's why I love you with the chocolate skin Finer things were never made in this world There you are lookin like somethin worth somethin Make me feel pride when you walk with me Sit down and talk with me, for a minute It's kinda hard for me not to stray But I think I'm gonna start today Hey I'm tryin, at least I ain't lyin (Like that frontin ass, you know what I'm sayin?) Send a rose to your wife, she probably saved your life Put up with cheatin and she mighta got beaten You can't build a _Foundation_ based on lies and deceit I'm tryin to be right, I want my cypher complete
Let me take this time, to let you know You've been on my mind, and even though I always haven't been kind I wanna show you that you really divine, sincerely (repeat 2X)
[Grand Puba] Uhh.. yeah.. then they say Probable cause (uh-huh) probable cause (yeah) You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (probable cause) Probable cause (yeah) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (word)
Now who's this nigga in the 4.6? About twenty to five, got a truck full of chicks Just leavin the disco, me and my man from the Knicks Oak Dog, later on because they live in the Bricks Jumped on the George Washington and Now Jeru' turnpike Head feelin right from a long-ass night Whoa, I see Jake, so I let off the gas So I was doin fifty-five when I passed his ass I looked over, caught the shine from the rim of the Rover You know his next move (*police siren*) pull it over I pulls over to the right-hand shoulder Look through the rearview he got his hand on his holster He had this look, "How this black nigga get this car?" You know these cracker state troopers don't know rap stars He asked me for license and my registration Seen my New York tags and he asked me my destination I said, "Vacation," handed him my registration Papers were straight so I didn't wet the situation Got my shit back, and that was that, but that wasn't that Cause in fact, I got stopped two more times black
Probable cause (uh-huh) probable cause (yeah) You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause Probable cause (uh) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause Probable cause (yeah) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (say what) Probable cause (uh) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause
[Sadat X] It feel like my hands, stay tied cause New York state, and they child care rate Miss Judge Lady in a courtroom can dictate A fee for me, to pay monthly Even suggested, that I be arrested, they don't count the time invested or the bond beyond the money They'll hit you with arrears, bad enough to bring tears They been on my back for years, fuckin with my license And everytime I'm stopped by Dick I see the Booking That making me violent in this wilderness land Now can we talk for a minute? Cause we both made this child Can we leave support alone, please take me offa that file Cause everytime I see the court my blood pressure rise And the heart attack is a killer of black guys, I stay civilized Maintain, sometime restrain myself A court officer is near me, but I think he fear me, cause it's
[Grand Puba] Probable cause (uh-huh) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They just say probable cause Probable cause (yeah) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (word up) Probable cause, probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (true indeed God) Probable cause (yeah) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause
[Lord Jamar] Yo, on October 22nd we wore black for all my niggaz Po-Po shot in the back Robocops with the crack, they'll never get props from the black folks, lock us up while they crack jokes and stack notes, when we payin the bail Knowin damn well a nigga's gonna stay in the jail It's all made for us to fail, the dog is smarter than the tail, but if the tail was smarter it would Wag the Dog I can't wait til we bag the hogg New York State of Mind doesn't mind, murderin my kind We even got our own converting across the line He turned swine, guess his ass'll learn when he burn They say "Protect and to Serve" and never give the people the respect they deserve, as if they wasn't equal These is man-made laws, selectively applied All they need is probable cause for me to fry
[Grand Puba] Probable cause (uh-huh) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They just say probable cause (yeah yeah yeah) Probable cause, probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause Probable cause, probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (uh-huh) Probable cause, probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (yeah, yeah)
[?? Alamo ??] I ain't do shit! Jakes lock a nigga with a weed clip Couldn't believe it when he took me in Threw me and my man up in the van, a seven hour stand ridin around watchin them arouse the black man I had the afghan I just copped from the record shop Took it up the block my usual spot, when I rolled the L, I never expected to go to jail I wish they'd all go to hell Now Guiliani wanna talk about the "Quality of Life" Think he got the right to follow me at night with no probable cause, other than my skin is black like yours Now they got me in the beast, sittin right in his jaws Up in Central Booking, yo people looking knowing that I'm in the rap game, and I got trapped the same way they did You know these motherfuckers don't play kid A little smoke caught me for a three day bid, cause it's
[Grand Puba] Probable cause (uh-huh) probable cause You don't have to break no laws They just say probable cause (yeah yeah yeah) Probable cause, probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause Probable cause, probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (uh-huh) Probable cause, probable cause You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (yeah, yeah)
Too late, too late baby, bye-bye I'll be there tonight You'll get left behind Now's my time to shine
Verse One: Grand Puba
Now I got the best birthday present when my ass born It was my mama, old dad plant the seed like a farmer Life was kind of hard livin in hell's backyard Didin't have a job, honey fronted on the GOD Shorty racing, only hollering at cats who be lacin She had some shit with her, she was caught up in the glitter "Brother come see me when you get five digits bigger" Oh that's the way you tryin to doo-doo on a nigga She likes the lavish, no time for a brother livin average Play the knees for the cheese like a savage Now she lost and turned out, rotten teeth in her mouth cos she ran the wrong route Shorty 'member me, now I'm seven digits bigger Platinum artist status, mad cheese from Hilfiger Now ya feelin me because you're smoked out and high but too late baby, bye-bye
Chorus
Verse Two: Lord Jamar
I wish you could have been there when I had my first fight The other kid said he was gonna get his father I didn't bother to respond cos I knew that you was gone Forced to carry on and teach myself right from wrong As far back as I can remember you was never around In September it was back to school The eldest member of my family so I packed the tool It made a nigga feel manly when I smacked a fool with it, could've schooled me on pussy before I hit it Or took me to a park with a ball and said "Hit it" But we was all left in the dark, accepting the parts of you we was able to get, affectin my heart Nowadays you expecting to start, anew when I lived my whole life apart from you Too late you better check the due date See there's no explanation for the expiration
Chorus
Bridge: Sherene
It's too late, bye-bye Oh bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-byeeee, yeah It's too late, bye-bye, oh babe Bye-bye-bye-bye-byeeee-bye-bye Bye-bye-bye-bye-byeeeee
Verse Three: Sadat X
Niggas disrespect my crib droppin ashes on the floor Another half of beer I'm findin behind the chair Let you meal like you wish but you can't even wash a dish but you love to eat and rest them stink ass feet And blow up my telephone line like you was home Seen a nigga make five quick calls to the dome Ride around all day, 'Dro-ed or hash I ain't never heard once "Can I help you with gas?" I ain't never heard "X, can I buy you a meal?" But if we going downtown niggas is ready to wheel Now if you broke you broke, you got five dollars, give me one Cos most likely I'll give it back before the day is done If I'm spendin and bending, you should do it pendin That day when you break out and finally get your cake But I don't let that stress me cos life is but a test, B And every waken day, I'ma stay okay
Straight outta Now Rule, Brand Nu keepin cool We drop a jewel and never stoppin what we do Always do what we must, everything that we touch is going platinum plus, comin thru in a clutch *repeat*
Verse One: Lord Jamar, Grand Puba
A lot of y'all niggas is 85th, on some shady shit Bark is much worse than your bite like a baby pit In the pitch dark of the night you's afraid to get exposed like the sunlight which rose in the morning Froze in a gunfight, forcing those who run with you to reevaluate affiliations We salivate from hunger, placed in fucked up situations and wonder when retaliation will occur Build destroy H-he or her It's time to fill the void, niggas kill the noise To the young boys, you fuckin with a grown-ass man Watch your tone or get acquainted with the back of my hand Nubian Brand steadily influencin fans For other rappers we gon' ruin your plans What we doin stands as a motto Like Grace Jones' nipple to the bottle We pioneer and never follow We're out for the lion's share now watch me take it there
Yeah, my verbal clarity speaks for my popularity Sell 5 million CDs and give the proceeds to my favorite charity Son, I ain't gonna super splash you with no Fantasy Island shit I mean I work hard for what I got and I be thankful for what I get And if you practice, spit your verbs properly, not sloppily Like monopoly, you can end up with cheese, whips and property Oh damn, silly of me, I forgot to let y'all know it's one thing you should never do in this game and that's sell your soul I make a lot of sense then I go and make the dollars Work hard like blue collars, ghetto scholars is hard to follow Niggas say it's real rough today and I say what you say They promised me 40 acres and a mule and all I got was a project and a subway I stay positive, niggas mistake that for not hard Nigga I'm GOD, walk thru North America like Master Farrad Me and my squad, separating the peas from the pod No bodyguard, fuck around and roll a tank thru your yard
Chorus
Verse Two: Sadat X
Yeah Man, these dick-in-the-butt rappers could get shot in the face Dragged thru the streets and probably left some place I seem shootouts in the park Ball games turned tragic, bitch niggas gettin smacked and smacked again in front of they girl, and she's throwing away that ass And I ain't really asked for it cos a lot of niggas tore it And yes, my man Hav had bought me something from VA I was gonna hit him with doe but he ain't reall want no shorts Cos we had worked together and he knew I was true blue Man, I swore I would never go to VA again until I found out who killed my best friend I can tell by the wind somebody's gettin ready to bend They lifestyle's bout to end I'm in these African cabs on stores run by the Arabs with pictures of yen, seem like they schemin Herculoid cats get flattened and reduced to pitchin That girl gave you crabs but I can't explain those scabs
Brand Nubian baby, here to flip it again And you know it don't stop until the party ends So get your hands up high, if you feel me reply Cos you know these brothers here we keep it extra tight
Verse One: Lord Jamar
Look, listen and observe, it took precision to connect The words of dialect within a rhythm you never heard Forbidden fruit, take a bite, you could lose your life like how they crucified Christ Musa's hair was white Lord Jamar, Sadat X and Puba's here tonight We got next on the court, I don't know what you thought This flow can't be bought, only sold in exchange for platinum ang gold, you've been told, open up the manifold Only to reveal scrolls and scrolls Premeditated to be dedicated to lost souls Properly educated, never sloppily operated Playing the beats for all my people incarcerated We stay in the streets and find new ways to eat Crime wave, I remember wetting my feet in my blind days, now these niggas getting they heat from under they seat, I wonder when the guns'll deplete
Chorus: Grand Puba
Brand Nubian brothers here to flip it again And you know we don't stop until your party ends So get your hands up high, if you feel me reply Cos you know these brothers here, we keep it extra tight The Foundation, as we hitcha with a Brand Nu creation New millennium we don't mess around Do the knowledge as we blaze the situation, so just feel me now
Verse Two: Sadat X
I'm in a rush, who got the keys to my truck? Who am I? I just might be a spy I drop a tear at the sight of the blue NY I'm a threat just like Garnette Pick a player out my set like Marbury Serve me sherry with a cherry I always eat what you think I ain't got no shoes on my feet, I'm from down the street, huh Now cats ride around New York with the slick hot rods Some late model usually pushing full throttle Hanging illegal U's and staying with the gleaming shoes Riding one deep but back to back to back Fuck a buzz, it's gonna happen just because Sure I was with her was, but I don't know what she does Big dimes hit me everytime like it's a crime My prime will steadily climb Yeah, I can't release nothing to y'all before it's time
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Verse Three: Grand Puba
Now my verbal illustration graphic more than Playstation Microphone occupation operation save the nation Black crusader, persuader, educator Knowledge detonator none greater Leave haters stuck like a project elevator Always jammin it airtight like a laminate You can't contaminate it Go-getters we be superb like Justin's catfish fritters Now I got 2000 flows, only 4 less than all of my hoes (*Hey!*) Oops I mean my bro's but I'm just keeping y'all on your toes Excitement for your enlightenment, spitting novels, getting bravos Tear it up like El Nino, keeping it hotter than jalapenos Microphone holder doing more damage than rolling boulders Rhyme style should've fooled ya, knocked your head right off your shoulders See my intention, black-on-black prevention, break the tension Teach the seeds, tell them what they need and then collect my pension Brand Nubian, baby, born more flows than a test tube valve Your radio ain't really on if Brand Nubian ain't on your dial
Outro: Grand Puba
Yeah, as we do it like this 2000, Brand Nubian comin atcha one time New millennium style
U for me (U for me) And me for you (Me for you) One for all (One for all) That's the way we do (That's the way we do)
U for me (U for me) And me for you (That's right) One for all (One for all) That's the way we do (That's the way we do)
Verse One: Grand Puba
Yeah I keep truer, sidestep MC's like manure Play the corner like a sewer, keep it milky like Kahlua Ya heard my shit be off the optimately optimate Once a nigga begin to spit, get ya high like trees and shit That's it, then I push it uptown to the Bush Yeah I moosh, watch me hook it off like a Nike swoosh My conglomerates reign dominance with prominence Son, a lot of niggas thought I was done but I only just begun Can y'all feel me because we feel y'all can Smoke the tree right off the tims, long live Brand Nubian My rhyme flow be imported, got so many different styles my shit is assorted Never distorted, wanna catch my flow, better camcord it I'm a take you there, believe me yo See I'm here like welfare, got so many niggas livin my nickname should be "Air" You for me, me for you, that's how we do, 99-to-two-thou Brand Nu
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U for me (Uhuh) Me for you (Me for you) One for all (One for all now) That's the way we do (That's just the way we do)
U for me (That's you for me) Me for you (Uhuh) One for all (One for all) That's the way we do (That's just the way we do)
Verse Two: Lord Jamar
Yeah, we engage the enemy, arrange the assembly Flip thru the pages of time, do you remember me? Thru the ages I existed only as a memory Some of me exists inside your biochemistry I be the slave that always misbehave, runnin for days The North Star help me find my way I ain't got no time to play, I'm trying to get away Bloodhounds tryin to track me down, tryin to bring me back to town If they catch me they just might ax me Won't arraign me, they probably hang me But it's freedom or death, exert speed til my last breath Can't half step, Whitey's on my trail I'm ridin on the underground rail, hidin from the face that's pale Me and Harriet, Swing Low Sweet Chariot and take me home They wanna break my bones and take me where they keep the tombstones
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U for me (That's you for me) Me for you (and that's me for you) One for all (One for all baby) That's the way we do (That's just the way that we do)
U for me (Brand Nu, Brand Nu) Me for you (Me for you, huh) One for all (One for all) That's the way we do (That's the way we do)
Verse Three: Sadat X
Let me find out, y'all tryin to dine out without me there It can't happen, why is ya still yappin? I'm known by college grads and then by anyone who all knighted Why you so excited? You scarin chicks and grabbin em Talkin bout cabbin off the bat Relax nigga, you here with me, we don't get down like that I keep 13 with one in the ass, you Catholic mass Nobody wants to die and be a mural on the wall I'm the apostle y'all, I'm like Samuel L.L. But I'll swing by you like Eve with a gun in my sleeve Weed spots is like my need spots, let freedom ring Sadat X Luther King I wanna 1000 from the housing, don't know how much the club allows in but I told the bouncer, I said "Yo that's not my fault there's no need for assault", push and hit the asphalt Now I'm a peaceful man, would you do for me, or is it......
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U for me (Is it in like that?) Me for you (Fo' sho', here we go) One for all (I said it's one for all) That's the way we do (That's the way that we do)
U for me (U for me, u for me y'all) Me for you (Fo' sho', I'm for you, dogg) One for all (One for all) That's the way we do (That's the way we do)
U for me (Brand Nubian huh) Me for you ('98-'99) One for all (Touche, here we go) That's the way we do (And that's the way, that's the way, that's the way)
U for me (Yeah sho' nuff) Me for you (Uhuh, keep it goin) One for all (One for all baby) That's the way we do (That's the way we do, that's the way we do)