Hit her, I let's hit this not straight Do it God, ya let's do it now seen? pull it bwoy
Ai yo, this out Brand Nubian gettin' ready to this ep' We got the Puba, we got Derek X on the flex We got, Lord Jamar, we got with the A, Ron Stud And my man Ep Rock X, kick the for me on this one 'Cause we gettin' ready to be out of in a sec
Wild, New York raw as my soars I'll open your pores it's one of my chores Kickin' to boggle rhythms, cuttin' rhymes to a schism People often wonder and ask, is I'm the
Surely you jest, I'm not down the rest In fact they failed the It's my vernacular simply spectacular My bite is in your neck it's the of Dracula
Man on a mission, go to with low tuition even keep account, of the G's I be kissin' But oh, I beg your pardon, the race, is The is there and I'm the hardest of the hard
And it's a feet for you to meet me on any day The adjective, "Amazing", with an 'A' And a 'G' on the end, by my pen Set forth on a for the perfect blend
was a fad in the days of my dad Now is makin' G's and goin' for bad The X in my name it all official Am I the king? Well the so called issue
Rollin' off the tongue was the one liner And CB was the zero one niner a slight drop from the tip of the top Now I'm out for and I'm goin' to clock
What's on the line on a rhyme I will dine Never ate the pig deal with the swine Keep on, yes my word is that knowledge like Farrakhan 'cause it's ragtime
Ah, yeah it's ragged, do it now we got Lord J Lord J, yo now Kick the to this Drop it like (I'ma swing it this)
I like to bass, 'cause when it hits, I bounce 'em I do with my seven and my one half ounces of brain I contain, to manifest thought The record is bought so I I ought to elaborate (Might as well)
As minds in turn I speak the facts black, I don't I just get to the essential that I talk, of my credentials, 'cause yo
I never slept, my mind was in the place Now let's our steps and retrace back to a time When black was as original, God like Supreme divine, is my mind that's why I'm buildin'
There was a void in New York but now filled in By the Lord J, don't the A-M-A to the R Now say I'm a (You a Star, J) Well, you can be one too Now all you got to do
You got to know, knowledge of the foundation Know the way to let it outcome is the manifestation And cultural freedom, the final 'cause it's ragtime
That's definitely Now let me brag mine, let me mine Hit this in the Hey yo, it (Here I go, I go, here I go)
As I, stand as a and beat up on Eliza ends on my friends, 'cause Puba's not a miser Last than a Duracell or a Energizer I got a little older but a lot wiser
it comes to shootin' [Incomprehensible] I'm a damn good shooter MC Grand Puba should be worshiped like a I to the rhythm, kicks all the flavortism Damn, I gets busy, makin' rhyme I gets bizm
Always help another meaning sister or a a little tip I picked up, from my mother Smooth as Ali once I week, I see the barber So honey pucker up 'cause I'm a good slobber
Mr. Exquisite, dressed in silk, Bally's of lizard So honey, is it? (What is it?) I rock a at a wedding, next tour I'm probably heading You beat like this? Check the stack of Otis Redding
I'm hurtin' like a blister, like Twister Not a only child, four and one sister Not a never snackin' on a Twinkie When it to flexin' I can bend like a Slinkie
So here comes the champ, to civilize a When brothers try to play me, that's when the Pub' amped So smile, comes the picture, click A humble type so don't play me as a vic'
I can relate to the good times, the on the sometimes Go on a Sunday then it's back at work on Monday Take my gear to the cleaners, buy pants or a Then I'm out, bangin' crackheads, I can do (Definitely, why not Puba? Why Why?) 'Cause it's