Yes, yes, yes it's a test test test now is the town Where we rest rest rest if you wondering Were the ballistics finally in again, Brand Nubian! You and your came to see the three rock
Now she stays the funky lyrics, throw her down To her PJ'S lay her on the and do work In three ways after the party, guess Aiyyo she's payin'!
so good!
I got this a mink sable, in return I got a cable Her was Fat Mabel and she brought my kid to table Ate pasta with this rasta, went out with her Her hands on her chin, she was a mister Went out disco dancing and my feet I made Smacked in the face I finally I dissed her
Encounter with a stunt, and I'm out for spot And stunts was on the wiggy, I her name was Ziggy But her name was Lucy and I met her on the Put me on hold to go in a to get loosey (Come on)
Aiyyo she need to stop it Now let me kick some flavor we're building on the topic 'Cause yo, I knew girl and her name was Tina She rested in Medina, never saw greener than hers But yo there was just one flaw, the green eyes
I had to penalize, cause they was in a store A synthetic cosmetic, it was If they was real, yo she got the credit But they wasn't so she I like the natural look, so I kicked it to her
Feels so good, feels so
C'mere let me put it to you this sugar go changing, to try to please me Don't the color of your hair! Your hair, your hair, hair!
I no no no I just want Someone that I can to! I'll you just the way you are! Word is bond! right!
Too hot to handle when I was young I used to Giving girls the like a foot and a sandle help another brother, never running scandals And if I hit the skids, well I'll just
Now I'm gettin' papes, but stunts gets the I see it as a joke they break when you're broke I can give a like an ancient dinosaur Swing a microphone like the great Thor
Puba Maxwell is the mack hyphenated Girls to love the way my things are situated Hump on a bump 'til them bumps is feelin Take a quick then I'm goin back for more!
so good, feels so good Brother, Derek X, kick
I do my thing B.B. King my microphone is named Lucille Throw a dip in my hip so call me extra ill Making big hits tidbits, how I make my bread Do some situps, and squat thrusts, to keep a head
'Cause I'm well bred, and mannered, I create in my Stay up late at until my brain says to stop Then I quit, up in the morning and continue it I find the same line, and add some more that's (Shit)
But my stripes, me by champ Check out the coming from the power amp I'm the and like Ayatollah I used to live in Arabia
I never out straight out with an answer a yes, or a no, or a maybe 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 rhymin' is fundamental, then up a spliff and grab, and not an ounce of flab, is on my My mother's part spanish, my father's yardie I'm not a junior, try to see me a? I got yeast to rise straight through the
so good so good Feels so Jamar, God Allah step to it!
Girls scope this, like in astrology they me That's I'm God, but don't look too hard in the sun 'cause you might get My number's seven, that's six one Now any way you count Lord Jamar will to be
A tower, so yo, my power As I conclude, to girls I won't be verbally feedin' em my mental food I embellish with lyrics, that can't be
Serve 'em from my mouth and in your ears they're digested The I say, is out of the ordinary Some say unique I prefer the extraordinary MC's rhymes are ancient like a fossil They're weak and outdated while my rhymes are
Like a Lamborghini, I look good, and I'm the power I'm unleashing is just, too intensive Discombublatin MC's with thin percentage Guys like my rhymes, girls like my
I'm on the mic I say what I feel I'll perpetrate cause the God's for real It's like that and at my 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 shout
We used to be some soloists but now we form 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 just one black, 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 Grand You know what I'm sayin' since he the la la lah' He wanna say to his man C T W O To my man Zee see you real soon!