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Lyrics for All For One by Brand Nubian:
| | | Artist: | Brand Nubian |
| | Album: | One For All | | Track: | All For One | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 73 | | | | Lyrics: | This replaces the current lyrics which contains several flaws****
Verse One:
Grand Puba
I hit a beat and swing a note as if my name was David Ruffin
Quick
to toast an MC just like an english muffin
Don't worry about a thing cause the Puba's never
bluffin
I gets headaches from the wack so then I take a Bufferin and I max
I wait
until the opportune time and then I tax
But should I max?
Now they say sinning is for
sinners so I guess I'm not a sinner
Beginnings is for beginners so I guess I'm no beginner
This is how I spark it, with money in my pocket
When it comes to having pressure I
gets hard as a rocket
MC Grand Pu, coming through all the residue
The songs remain
classics, dating back to the Babaloo
My boys I call em hot, the phones all of them jock
And I can think of many episodes I swung in Lincoln Park
No I'm not a phony and I got
a tenderoni
Love the way she is -- not too fat, not too bony
Don't drink Sanka, won't
sink like a tanker
Knock the boots of a skirt in Casablanca and I thank her
Some
rappers stink, like Englebert Humperdink
Better yet Dick Cavett, I got a bad habit
Similar to the girl, from She's Gotta Have It
I think with the brain and I wish behind the
zipper
I'm living kinda good similar to Jack Tripper
A landlord named Roper did a show
at the Copa
When I finish with this, I'll be paid like Oprah
So, honey wants to act
fly
I'll just play like Guy and I'm [Sayin' Bye Byeeeee] [Dumb Bitch]
Stick out your
thumb and hitch
Cause you've been cut off like a lightswitch
See I'm programmed to
slam with the summer, spring, and fall
Before I do a show I get some kicks out the mall
Then I get my gear and I give Trev a call
Cause he works in the barbershop, right
behind the mall
Other rappers tried to rob me but you know they got did
To put it
blunt, honey I shrunk the kids
So hookers back off break North here comes the regulator
Cause you doesn't find none greater
Verse Two: Derek X (now Sadat X)
On file is a style that's why you caught a clip
My suitcases is packed and I'm going
on a trip to Mic-a-delphia
I go for self and still be slamming
The school bell is
ringing and I caught somebody cramming
for the test, oh yes, my study guide was thick
I cut you with my verbal didn't hurt you just a nick
off your face don't play possum
watch me and I'll blossom like a rose
And get some new clothes and a fresh fade from Rob
Jump on the phone and dial the Now Rule Mob
Now come one, come all, we about to get
hectic
If my crew don't get in, then the X makes an exit
to the rear, I'm outta here,
don't front on my brothers
I take care of them before I take care of others
Now wood
bats is doomed in the ninties it's aluminum
Step to the stage with a mic and I'm doing him
something awful
I'm a citizen and I'm lawful
I go to hunt in the fall, rip the
policemen's ball
I got the power to make a car stall
I guess I'm great, from
blackness, and when the crowd slackens
I stop drinking, and then I start thinking
About days in the past when Derek X was last
but now I'm on the top damn news travels fast
cuz I'm like that! They can't see this
Read my book, it contains many pieces of verses
I took the time to delete all the curses
So moms reach deep in your purses
And
buy me take me home and try me and do me well
Verse Three: Lord Jammer
Well, while I reign rhymes pour
You suck it up like a straw and jump on the dancefloor
Cause every time I step in a jam
I make like a door and slam
But then girls try to
turn my knob cause I'm a hearthrob
I guess it's just a hazard that comes with the job
Cause everytime I rock a rhyme that shows Jammer's intellectual
Girls want to get sexual
Well I guess I have to cope with being so dope
You want to be me, but can't see me
with a telescope
You seek and search but still you can't find
You're weak and it hurts
to be deaf dumb and blind
A supreme mind, will take you out of your paralysis
I grip
the mic so tight I get callouses
And your analysis, is that the Lord
Rips rhymes into
shape with a mic cord
I do it good cause I'm a postive black man
Eating up suckers as
if I was Pac Man
Not a Dapper Dan fan I stay casual
To rock like the J it comes
gradual
You got to know the ledge of wise and dumb
And understand your culture of
freedom
Power equally with the Gods
so you can build and form your cipher
All
your life you must teach truth
Of the true and living God, not a mystery spook
And
when you do that, pursue that goal
which made the student enroll, and only then you'll
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