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Get but a beat

Punks jump up to get down
Get but a beat
Punks jump up to get beat
Get but a beat

Punks jump up to get beat
Get but a beat
jump up to get beat down
Get but a beat

One day when I was ridin' on the
I seen these two kids about the Nubian reign had fallen
I didn't say nothin', 'cuz these kids caught my
Even wore my coat like a that they wrote

So this kid with mouth, swagger 'n blaze the cloak an' dagger
So I gotta show Duke's the macho lot, I am
I can rock a jam, make the world ham
Oh yes, I'm the bad man an' bad men wear
An' if it comes to droppin' bombs, yo, I'm that

Though I can freak, fly, flow, fuck up a
Don't their ways, I ain't down with gays
You wanna grab the style that was made my mom an' my dad
I was young, I used to run with a notepad
Then dimes knew an' somehow I knew I was bad to the bone

Black prodigy since the age of
I could write a rhyme, rip it up an' write a one
Right on the spot, my name with a dot
Diamond D threw me some smooth shit, Bronx roar
up your whack jam, everybody hit the floor

Okay it's you, Slim, the hard of the pack
Don't kneel to the brothers, you must be holin'
Bust some shit in his chest, now his whole swollen
Why did I to do it? He asked for it
His man saw it, so it don't mean to me
He's gone, that's how supposed to be

it out now
I ain't goin' out, man, that shit is dead
you heard what I said? If not, ask the dread
He got a can an' bad
Similar to the one that I got my own dad

Punks up to get beat down
Get but a beat
Punks up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a

Punks jump up to get down
Get nothin' but a
Punks jump up to get down
Get but a beat

I'm like dick in ya ass, quick fast my name was Flash
When a nigga try an' rob me for my
You thought you had a Vic, a nice pick
But you didn't anticipate that I be sick

Now the trick, 'cuz I'm not a up
I always do the fuckin', if I have to do the
I leave my Nikes stuck in rectum, 'til you learn
Nubian, yo, you gotta respect 'em

Dissect 'em, yo, our word is regardless
To my what an' do the strut
So step the fuck off, before I punch you in face
With the mothafuckin'

you're gonna taste blood in your mouth
It's flood south to the ground
An' you're know I don't fuck around
So if you think you had two soft new
We're gonna to off you with a few cracks

To the jaw an' you won't pop that shit no
Explainin' to friends why you're layin' on the floor
Did you some more? I didn't think so
got whipped, like a fagot in the clink

So I suggest you take your mess
An' find a piece of wire, fix your jaw
Then it's time to retire, Lord Jamar will live
'Cuz I give blows to the heads of my foes

Dread flows, me power as it grows
Watch how rass cladda, you the speed knot
not an' Hell will be your home
Lord Jamar, Sadat, as we swell your

Punks up to get beat down
Get but a beat
Punks jump up to get beat
Get nothin' but a

jump up to get beat down
Get but a beat
Punks jump up to get beat
Get nothin' but a