Hit her, I mean let's hit not straight Do it God, ya bwoy do it now seen? pull it bwoy
Ai yo, this out Brand Nubian ready to swing this ep' We got the Grand Puba, we got Derek X on the We got, Lord Jamar, we got Alamo the A, Ron Stud And my man Ep Rock X, the flavor for me on this one we gettin' ready to be out of here in a sec
Wild, New York raw as my voicebox I'll open your pores 'cause one of my chores Kickin' beats to boggle rhythms, rhymes to a schism People often and ask, is I'm the best?
Surely you jest, I'm not down with the In fact they the test It's my vernacular simply spectacular My bite is in neck it's the effect of Dracula
Man on a mission, go to school low tuition Can't keep account, of the G's I be kissin' But oh, I beg pardon, the race, is startin' The criminals is there and I'm the hardest of the
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
Rhymin' was a fad in the of my dad Now MC's is G's and goin' for bad The X in my name makes it all Am I the king? that's the so called issue
Rollin' off the tongue was the fresh one And CB talker was the zero one Took a slight drop the tip of the top Now I'm out for mines and I'm to clock
What's on the line on a rhyme I will dine ate the pig can't deal with the swine Keep on, yes my is bond that knowledge like Farrakhan 'cause it's ragtime
Ah, yeah it's ragged, do it Aight now we got J J, yo c'mon now Kick the to this it like this (I'ma it like this)
I like to drop bass, 'cause when it hits, I 'em I do with my seven and my one half ounces of brain Which I contain, to manifest The is bought so I figure I ought to elaborate (Might as well)
As in turn collaborate I speak the facts black, I exaggerate I just get to the bare Demandin' that I talk, of my credentials, yo
I never slept, my mind was in the place Now let's take our steps and retrace to a time When black was as original, God like divine, refined is my mind that's why I'm buildin'
There was a void in New York but now filled in By the Lord J, forget 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, of self's the foundation Know wisdom's the way to let it Understanding is the And cultural freedom, the final 'cause it's ragtime
That's ragtime Now let me brag mine, let me brag Hit this in the Hey yo, it (Here I go, here I go, I go)
As I, stand as a pharoah and up on Eliza Trick ends on my friends, Puba's not a miser Last longer a Duracell or a Energizer I got a little older but a whole lot
When it comes to shootin' I'm a damn good shooter MC Grand Puba be worshiped like a Buddha I boogies to the rhythm, kicks all the Damn, I gets busy, though rhyme I gets bizm
Always help another meaning sister or a Just a little tip I picked up, 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 wanna beat like Check the stack of Otis Redding
I'm like a blister, confusin' like Twister Not a only child, brothers and one sister Not a rinky-dinky never snackin' on a When it comes to flexin' I can bend like a
So here comes the champ, to civilize a When brothers try to play me, that's the Pub' gets amped So smile, here comes the picture, A humble type brother so play me as a vic'
I can relate to the good times, the Cosby's on the Go [Incomprehensible] on a Sunday then back at work on Monday Take my to the cleaners, buy pants or a Beamer Then I'm out, crackheads, I can do without (Definitely, why not Why? Why Why?) 'Cause ragtime