Yes, yes, yes it's a test test test now Rule is the we rest rest rest if you were wondering Were the ballistics in once again, Brand Nubian! You and your girl came to see the rock
Now she kick the funky lyrics, throw her down To her lay her on the floor and do work In three ways after the party, what? Aiyyo she's payin'!
so good!
I got this girl a mink sable, in return I got a Her name was Fat Mabel and she brought my kid to Ate with this rasta, went out with her sister Her on her chin, thought she was a mister Went out disco and my feet I made blister Smacked in the face until I I dissed her
with a stunt, and I'm out for spot fronts And was on the wiggy, I thought her name was Ziggy But her name was and I met her on the deucey Put me on hold to go in a to get loosey (Come on)
mack she need to stop it Now let me kick flavor since we're building on the topic 'Cause yo, I knew this girl and her name was She rested in Medina, saw eyes greener than hers But yo there was just one flaw, the green eyes
I had to penalize, they was bought in a store A synthetic cosmetic, it was If they was real, yo she got the credit But wasn't so she doesn't I like the natural look, so I kicked it to her
Feels so good, feels so
C'mere let me put it to you like sugar go changing, to try to please me Don't the color of your hair! Your hair, your hair, hair!
I said no no no I just that I can talk to! I'll take you the way you are! is bond! yeah right!
Too hot to handle I was young I used to vandal Giving girls the comfort like a and a sandle Always help another brother, never running And if I hit the skids, well I'll just
Now I'm gettin' papes, but gets the vapes I see it as a joke cause they break when you're I can a roar like an ancient dinosaur Swing a microphone like the great mighty
Puba Maxwell is the mack hyphenated Girls seem to love the way my things are Hump on a bump 'til them bumps is sore Take a quick breather then I'm back for more!
Feels so good, so good Brother, Derek X, kick
I do my thing like B.B. King my is named Lucille Throw a dip in my hip so call me extra ill big hits from tidbits, how I make my bread Do some situps, and thrusts, to keep a level head
'Cause I'm well bred, and mannered, I create in my Stay up late at night my brain says to stop I quit, wake up in the morning and continue it I find the same line, and add some that's hype (Shit)
But my stripes, me by champ out the bass coming from the power amp I'm the and like Ayatollah I used to live in Saudi
I come out straight out with an answer Just a yes, or a no, or a I do But my crew sometimes I get blazed on the floor and kick a new dance craze I can and I've red since the days of?
If is fundamental, then light up a spliff and grab, and not an ounce of flab, is on my My mother's part spanish, my father's part I'm not a junior, try to see me a? I got yeast to rise through the moon
Feels so Feels so so good Lord Jamar, God Allah to it!
scope this, like in astrology they knowledge me That's cause I'm God, but look too hard in the sun 'cause you get done My number's seven, six plus one Now any way you count Lord Jamar amount to be
A tower, so yo, my power As I conclude, to girls I won't be Just verbally feedin' em my food I embellish lyrics, that can't be contested
Serve 'em from my mouth and in your ears they're digested The I say, is out of the ordinary Some say unique I the term extraordinary rhymes are ancient like a dinosaur fossil They're weak and outdated my rhymes are collosal
Like a Lamborghini, I look good, and I'm Plus the I'm unleashing is just, too intensive Discombublatin MC's thin mind percentage Guys like my rhymes, girls my masculinity
When I'm on the mic I say what I I'll never perpetrate cause the for real It's that and at my jams you know you'll never be bored (That) So just dance and scream, praise the
now this is how we gonna do it Before we get out like
We used to be soloists but now we form tri-pack And if you try to step to you just might catch an eye jack And if you were intelligent, you really try that This is one black, we'll be back!
To my man Alamo and to the man To my man the Spark and to my brother Melachon And Skeff Anslem on the aiyyo check this out We got some shoutouts for my man Puba You know what I'm sayin' he doin' the la la lah' He wanna say to his man C T W O To my man Zee I'll see you soon!