歌曲 | Brand Nubian Rock the Set |
歌手 | Brand Nubian |
专辑 | In God We Trust |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dechalus, Murphy D., Perry | |
Yeah, check it out, i'ma flow on this one | |
Yeah i'ma run with this for the ninety-two season | |
Yo check it out | |
I'ma give you somethin cat, this is what you need | |
You need a coach and i'm a damn good coach | |
Got the right approach, plus my pop had wins | |
Seed trickled down, six two and brown | |
When _slow down_ came out, at first it was mild hit | |
A minute or two later, brothers on some wild shit | |
Listen up, capture how i spree | |
Is it you, or is it me? | |
Made a mad verse, from first, stole second | |
Took the third and home it was out | |
That's what i'm about, that nubian swing | |
Familiar ring, cash register ring | |
Pay the brothers, jack the ripper work hard | |
Then i'll be out, check it out, yo peace god | |
Brand nubian rock the set! (8x) | |
[lord jamar] | |
Yeah | |
Fuck it up | |
Nineteen-ninety-two, uh! | |
Like this y'all | |
Well now this is for your clubs and your old school pubs | |
Where niggaz get drunk and give in to the funk | |
Speakin of funk, this here be stink | |
The brothers up north can smell it in the clink | |
Well put down the right guard cause you got the right god | |
Matter of fact, we're comin right and exact | |
We got the brainiac style like miles davis | |
Save us, in the files of the shit that hit | |
It's time to make a run at five hundred yard dash | |
Five hundred g's sold and the shit went gold | |
Now was that bold, to predict while i kick it? | |
Brand nubian fights, against the weak and the wicked | |
I got the baldhead dread sadat and sincere | |
Oh yes, the god is in here | |
_to the rear_ makin shit sound clear | |
Plus collect the dough at the end of the show | |
Everybody know brand nubian kick that shit on stage | |
Cause it fits in a rage | |
Lord jamar turn the page cause this rhyme is overflowin | |
And bring in the funky horn | |
Brand nubian rock the set! (8x) | |
[sadat x] | |
To really know this flavor you must understand the method | |
I might come up with a style, throw it down and say it's tired | |
Write a next one, smokin a blunt on the rooftop | |
And runnin with the sneakers or aiyyo hightops | |
Thanks to the dread for the roots green | |
Whole body is amped i must contain or appear | |
I might throw the peace at kids, go to rest and wake up goin | |
For days i get set off, i ain't got no way of knowin | |
How could you fool a ruler? you still smokin wooler? | |
The first round pick, why'd the knicks trade rod strick? | |
That man is nice! | |
You make acts to make tracks, i'm tired of frontin to em | |
Gonna step to em, cause they whole shit is dead | |
I'd rather tell em now, instead of fuckin with they head | |
Tired of frontin, it's like that huh | |
[lord jamar] | |
True indeed god y'knahmsayin, ain't no use frontin | |
Word to mother | |
Well don't look at things from the surface | |
A book without understanding is worthless | |
120 gave me plenty to chew on | |
Planted a seed and it grew (now that's true) | |
On to the road where we got shit sewed | |
When crackin shells, and gettin to the ? | |
I rest in the rule but don't take it for a joke | |
I got an automatic tool.. don't make it have to smoke | |
Cause yo i'll bust off, in god we trust, i'm not soft | |
When i'm droppin it, i'm just the opposite | |
Now that's hard.. | |
Study lesson about farad and elijah | |
Won't suprise you to chill with god.. | |
Of the universe, so when u.n.i.verse | |
We gain a better understanding | |
Which is supreme, risin to the top like my nubian team | |
And we don't stop! | |
Brand nubian rock the set! (repeat to before fade) | |
[ad libs to outro] |
zuo ci : Dechalus, Murphy D., Perry | |
Yeah, check it out, i' ma flow on this one | |
Yeah i' ma run with this for the ninetytwo season | |
Yo check it out | |
I' ma give you somethin cat, this is what you need | |
You need a coach and i' m a damn good coach | |
Got the right approach, plus my pop had wins | |
Seed trickled down, six two and brown | |
When _slow down_ came out, at first it was mild hit | |
A minute or two later, brothers on some wild shit | |
Listen up, capture how i spree | |
Is it you, or is it me? | |
Made a mad verse, from first, stole second | |
Took the third and home it was out | |
That' s what i' m about, that nubian swing | |
Familiar ring, cash register ring | |
Pay the brothers, jack the ripper work hard | |
Then i' ll be out, check it out, yo peace god | |
Brand nubian rock the set! 8x | |
lord jamar | |
Yeah | |
Fuck it up | |
Nineteenninetytwo, uh! | |
Like this y' all | |
Well now this is for your clubs and your old school pubs | |
Where niggaz get drunk and give in to the funk | |
Speakin of funk, this here be stink | |
The brothers up north can smell it in the clink | |
Well put down the right guard cause you got the right god | |
Matter of fact, we' re comin right and exact | |
We got the brainiac style like miles davis | |
Save us, in the files of the shit that hit | |
It' s time to make a run at five hundred yard dash | |
Five hundred g' s sold and the shit went gold | |
Now was that bold, to predict while i kick it? | |
Brand nubian fights, against the weak and the wicked | |
I got the baldhead dread sadat and sincere | |
Oh yes, the god is in here | |
_to the rear_ makin shit sound clear | |
Plus collect the dough at the end of the show | |
Everybody know brand nubian kick that shit on stage | |
Cause it fits in a rage | |
Lord jamar turn the page cause this rhyme is overflowin | |
And bring in the funky horn | |
Brand nubian rock the set! 8x | |
sadat x | |
To really know this flavor you must understand the method | |
I might come up with a style, throw it down and say it' s tired | |
Write a next one, smokin a blunt on the rooftop | |
And runnin with the sneakers or aiyyo hightops | |
Thanks to the dread for the roots green | |
Whole body is amped i must contain or appear | |
I might throw the peace at kids, go to rest and wake up goin | |
For days i get set off, i ain' t got no way of knowin | |
How could you fool a ruler? you still smokin wooler? | |
The first round pick, why' d the knicks trade rod strick? | |
That man is nice! | |
You make acts to make tracks, i' m tired of frontin to em | |
Gonna step to em, cause they whole shit is dead | |
I' d rather tell em now, instead of fuckin with they head | |
Tired of frontin, it' s like that huh | |
lord jamar | |
True indeed god y' knahmsayin, ain' t no use frontin | |
Word to mother | |
Well don' t look at things from the surface | |
A book without understanding is worthless | |
120 gave me plenty to chew on | |
Planted a seed and it grew now that' s true | |
On to the road where we got shit sewed | |
When crackin shells, and gettin to the ? | |
I rest in the rule but don' t take it for a joke | |
I got an automatic tool.. don' t make it have to smoke | |
Cause yo i' ll bust off, in god we trust, i' m not soft | |
When i' m droppin it, i' m just the opposite | |
Now that' s hard.. | |
Study lesson about farad and elijah | |
Won' t suprise you to chill with god.. | |
Of the universe, so when u. n. i. verse | |
We gain a better understanding | |
Which is supreme, risin to the top like my nubian team | |
And we don' t stop! | |
Brand nubian rock the set! repeat to before fade | |
ad libs to outro |
zuò cí : Dechalus, Murphy D., Perry | |
Yeah, check it out, i' ma flow on this one | |
Yeah i' ma run with this for the ninetytwo season | |
Yo check it out | |
I' ma give you somethin cat, this is what you need | |
You need a coach and i' m a damn good coach | |
Got the right approach, plus my pop had wins | |
Seed trickled down, six two and brown | |
When _slow down_ came out, at first it was mild hit | |
A minute or two later, brothers on some wild shit | |
Listen up, capture how i spree | |
Is it you, or is it me? | |
Made a mad verse, from first, stole second | |
Took the third and home it was out | |
That' s what i' m about, that nubian swing | |
Familiar ring, cash register ring | |
Pay the brothers, jack the ripper work hard | |
Then i' ll be out, check it out, yo peace god | |
Brand nubian rock the set! 8x | |
lord jamar | |
Yeah | |
Fuck it up | |
Nineteenninetytwo, uh! | |
Like this y' all | |
Well now this is for your clubs and your old school pubs | |
Where niggaz get drunk and give in to the funk | |
Speakin of funk, this here be stink | |
The brothers up north can smell it in the clink | |
Well put down the right guard cause you got the right god | |
Matter of fact, we' re comin right and exact | |
We got the brainiac style like miles davis | |
Save us, in the files of the shit that hit | |
It' s time to make a run at five hundred yard dash | |
Five hundred g' s sold and the shit went gold | |
Now was that bold, to predict while i kick it? | |
Brand nubian fights, against the weak and the wicked | |
I got the baldhead dread sadat and sincere | |
Oh yes, the god is in here | |
_to the rear_ makin shit sound clear | |
Plus collect the dough at the end of the show | |
Everybody know brand nubian kick that shit on stage | |
Cause it fits in a rage | |
Lord jamar turn the page cause this rhyme is overflowin | |
And bring in the funky horn | |
Brand nubian rock the set! 8x | |
sadat x | |
To really know this flavor you must understand the method | |
I might come up with a style, throw it down and say it' s tired | |
Write a next one, smokin a blunt on the rooftop | |
And runnin with the sneakers or aiyyo hightops | |
Thanks to the dread for the roots green | |
Whole body is amped i must contain or appear | |
I might throw the peace at kids, go to rest and wake up goin | |
For days i get set off, i ain' t got no way of knowin | |
How could you fool a ruler? you still smokin wooler? | |
The first round pick, why' d the knicks trade rod strick? | |
That man is nice! | |
You make acts to make tracks, i' m tired of frontin to em | |
Gonna step to em, cause they whole shit is dead | |
I' d rather tell em now, instead of fuckin with they head | |
Tired of frontin, it' s like that huh | |
lord jamar | |
True indeed god y' knahmsayin, ain' t no use frontin | |
Word to mother | |
Well don' t look at things from the surface | |
A book without understanding is worthless | |
120 gave me plenty to chew on | |
Planted a seed and it grew now that' s true | |
On to the road where we got shit sewed | |
When crackin shells, and gettin to the ? | |
I rest in the rule but don' t take it for a joke | |
I got an automatic tool.. don' t make it have to smoke | |
Cause yo i' ll bust off, in god we trust, i' m not soft | |
When i' m droppin it, i' m just the opposite | |
Now that' s hard.. | |
Study lesson about farad and elijah | |
Won' t suprise you to chill with god.. | |
Of the universe, so when u. n. i. verse | |
We gain a better understanding | |
Which is supreme, risin to the top like my nubian team | |
And we don' t stop! | |
Brand nubian rock the set! repeat to before fade | |
ad libs to outro |