| 歌曲 | To the Right |
| 歌手 | Brand Nubian |
| 专辑 | One for All |
| Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right | |
| Wanna give a shout to my man pos k | |
| My man big daddy, he's cool | |
| Now rule mob | |
| Check it out | |
| Well honey here's a hickie, puba's not a quickie | |
| When it comes to skins, god damn i'm picky | |
| Who will be the princess to occupy the prince? | |
| And if she's less than dope i hope the limo's got tints | |
| Now honey, you see this may sound profound | |
| But let me love you down | |
| And if i'm uptown i'm back downtown | |
| All the skins i've been in i gets no frowns | |
| You see doo-doo mc's, really think they can outlast.. | |
| I smell gas | |
| As a yung'un i was thefty, born as a lefty | |
| The rhymes i drop, somethin more than hefty | |
| Roll like a ranger, puba's no stranger | |
| For those who try to diss me - uh-oh, danger | |
| Used to drink the olde e, coolers, just be goldie | |
| When i played soccer with the dreads that play goalie | |
| Here steps the one that's capable, of slaughterin | |
| For those who wanna bite get the catalogue, start orderin | |
| Cause - puba's shit is on stock ock | |
| I shape the wig like a woodblock | |
| I like to dip dip dive, a benz i'm soon to drive | |
| I guess you can call this my nine to five | |
| I send my lust to scoop skins with my skin buster | |
| Freak the mind and butt behind and i gots the georgia | |
| But hang on for a sec! | |
| You don't have to worry about the puba gettin wreck | |
| Cause to me see it's more than likely | |
| And if i flow too fast, let me, slow down slightly | |
| Let's take a trip expenses paid money grip | |
| Don't flake or flam, cause puba's not havin it | |
| [derek x/sadat x] | |
| Derek x to the right | |
| C'mon and clap your hands for zulu nation | |
| C'mon and clap your hands for zulu | |
| C'mon and clap your hands for zulu nation | |
| C'mon and clap your hands for zulu | |
| You see me rock a video and slam shit up on _feels so good_ | |
| There was no doubt about it, cause i knew that i would | |
| Before i kick these lyrics that i rip and i rule with | |
| This girl done tried to cram cause she was down with the old school | |
| She.. smacked me, attacked me, harassed me til i swung | |
| But i made her see stars cause her bell rung | |
| (see an uptown girl is much different than a downtown girl!) | |
| No.. i'm.. not a wife beater | |
| No.. i'm.. not a girl cheater | |
| I nipped this problem in the bud | |
| With my force from the rule and my man ron.. stud.. | |
| (word to life!) | |
| So give a shout if you know what i'm talkin about | |
| And if you don't then brother you're lost | |
| I had a boss, traded it in for a horse | |
| It died, i made glue, it's no loss | |
| I'm the boss at my job cause i hire all workers | |
| Tired of the sob story tear jerkers | |
| Compassion, for fashion never seen in our slums | |
| Never sold work, never handled no gems | |
| So que sera sera as the fat lady sings | |
| But when the bell toll is the song i sing | |
| Taken up the flights, whether uptown or crown heights | |
| I pound a bunch of you after lunch cause i do right | |
| Appear from the rear with my clan, and i'm the cave bear | |
| Rip up the street on my worldwide tear | |
| So loudly my troops, and let's form three groups | |
| Wreck time is here, so let's get paid on free loops | |
| [lord jamar] | |
| Allah jamar to the right | |
| Peace god! (yo knowledge the god) peace god! | |
| You're captivated by the science cause the lesson's mathematical | |
| Jamar rockin the jam, is an emphatical | |
| Y, equal, knowledge born | |
| I go on, although clothes get torn | |
| By weaker cypher men.. cause what came from my pen | |
| Made 'em lust, now i must | |
| Rush out the back door, in-to the alley | |
| Girls in pursuit, enough to form a rally | |
| I didn't wanna scuff up my brand new bally's | |
| So i made a quick dip, like i was goin back to cali | |
| Took the lear jet, don't fear yet | |
| Comin on your earset! | |
| So as i hit program, you know i'm gonna slam | |
| Cause even in my name there's a funky live "jam" | |
| Don't eat spam or no types of ham | |
| Polite to all women so i say, "yes ma'am!" | |
| Sniffin a gram ain't flam, it's kinda weak | |
| Jamar i keep you open through the rhymes i speak | |
| Not down with a frat, no i ain't no greek | |
| _a message from a blackman_ is what you seek! |
| Yeah we' re gonna swing this one to the right | |
| Wanna give a shout to my man pos k | |
| My man big daddy, he' s cool | |
| Now rule mob | |
| Check it out | |
| Well honey here' s a hickie, puba' s not a quickie | |
| When it comes to skins, god damn i' m picky | |
| Who will be the princess to occupy the prince? | |
| And if she' s less than dope i hope the limo' s got tints | |
| Now honey, you see this may sound profound | |
| But let me love you down | |
| And if i' m uptown i' m back downtown | |
| All the skins i' ve been in i gets no frowns | |
| You see doodoo mc' s, really think they can outlast.. | |
| I smell gas | |
| As a yung' un i was thefty, born as a lefty | |
| The rhymes i drop, somethin more than hefty | |
| Roll like a ranger, puba' s no stranger | |
| For those who try to diss me uhoh, danger | |
| Used to drink the olde e, coolers, just be goldie | |
| When i played soccer with the dreads that play goalie | |
| Here steps the one that' s capable, of slaughterin | |
| For those who wanna bite get the catalogue, start orderin | |
| Cause puba' s shit is on stock ock | |
| I shape the wig like a woodblock | |
| I like to dip dip dive, a benz i' m soon to drive | |
| I guess you can call this my nine to five | |
| I send my lust to scoop skins with my skin buster | |
| Freak the mind and butt behind and i gots the georgia | |
| But hang on for a sec! | |
| You don' t have to worry about the puba gettin wreck | |
| Cause to me see it' s more than likely | |
| And if i flow too fast, let me, slow down slightly | |
| Let' s take a trip expenses paid money grip | |
| Don' t flake or flam, cause puba' s not havin it | |
| derek x sadat x | |
| Derek x to the right | |
| C' mon and clap your hands for zulu nation | |
| C' mon and clap your hands for zulu | |
| C' mon and clap your hands for zulu nation | |
| C' mon and clap your hands for zulu | |
| You see me rock a video and slam shit up on _feels so good_ | |
| There was no doubt about it, cause i knew that i would | |
| Before i kick these lyrics that i rip and i rule with | |
| This girl done tried to cram cause she was down with the old school | |
| She.. smacked me, attacked me, harassed me til i swung | |
| But i made her see stars cause her bell rung | |
| see an uptown girl is much different than a downtown girl! | |
| No.. i' m.. not a wife beater | |
| No.. i' m.. not a girl cheater | |
| I nipped this problem in the bud | |
| With my force from the rule and my man ron.. stud.. | |
| word to life! | |
| So give a shout if you know what i' m talkin about | |
| And if you don' t then brother you' re lost | |
| I had a boss, traded it in for a horse | |
| It died, i made glue, it' s no loss | |
| I' m the boss at my job cause i hire all workers | |
| Tired of the sob story tear jerkers | |
| Compassion, for fashion never seen in our slums | |
| Never sold work, never handled no gems | |
| So que sera sera as the fat lady sings | |
| But when the bell toll is the song i sing | |
| Taken up the flights, whether uptown or crown heights | |
| I pound a bunch of you after lunch cause i do right | |
| Appear from the rear with my clan, and i' m the cave bear | |
| Rip up the street on my worldwide tear | |
| So loudly my troops, and let' s form three groups | |
| Wreck time is here, so let' s get paid on free loops | |
| lord jamar | |
| Allah jamar to the right | |
| Peace god! yo knowledge the god peace god! | |
| You' re captivated by the science cause the lesson' s mathematical | |
| Jamar rockin the jam, is an emphatical | |
| Y, equal, knowledge born | |
| I go on, although clothes get torn | |
| By weaker cypher men.. cause what came from my pen | |
| Made ' em lust, now i must | |
| Rush out the back door, into the alley | |
| Girls in pursuit, enough to form a rally | |
| I didn' t wanna scuff up my brand new bally' s | |
| So i made a quick dip, like i was goin back to cali | |
| Took the lear jet, don' t fear yet | |
| Comin on your earset! | |
| So as i hit program, you know i' m gonna slam | |
| Cause even in my name there' s a funky live " jam" | |
| Don' t eat spam or no types of ham | |
| Polite to all women so i say, " yes ma' am!" | |
| Sniffin a gram ain' t flam, it' s kinda weak | |
| Jamar i keep you open through the rhymes i speak | |
| Not down with a frat, no i ain' t no greek | |
| _a message from a blackman_ is what you seek! |