Brand Nubian Lyrics
Brand Nubian Lyrics
"Allah U Akbar Lyrics"
Timber I'm Falling Lyrics
(Timber timber) Timber I'm falling true love is calling timber I'm falling in love with you Well timber I'm falling true love is calling timber I'm falling in love with you Well you're my little baby I'm gonna be maybe You've got me wearing my brand new shoes I like your walking I
(Timber timber) Timber I'm falling true love is calling timber I'm falling in love with you Well timber I'm falling true love is calling timber I'm falling in love with you Well you're my little baby I'm gonna be maybe You've got me wearing my brand new shoes I like your walking I
Verse One: Sadat X
This is the stick up boom music for styles to flow free
But y'all know it's me or could you tell by the spree
The deuce crew of the new, yeah makes the whole shit clear yeah
Give the question, I'm tired of brothers guessin
The Nubian brought the X a lot of fame
But wouldn't it be a shame if it all up and ended
That ain't the plan I had and shit like that ain't intended
For the slick headed wonder, wearer of saggy pants
Old school kicker, reviver of the circumstance
Got a backpack with a fat stack of fac
I got a three-oh, so P.O. step back
I'm with th
Living A Lie Lyrics
(Dick St. Nichlaus/Sue Neal) You've been callin' and there's no answer Now you're wondering why How'd you get in this situation? Now it's your turn to cry You're living a lie, you're wasting your time Caught in a dream, you're living a lie You're living a lie, you're wasti
e uptown baldies, kids that were Lords(Dick St. Nichlaus/Sue Neal) You've been callin' and there's no answer Now you're wondering why How'd you get in this situation? Now it's your turn to cry You're living a lie, you're wasting your time Caught in a dream, you're living a lie You're living a lie, you're wasti
Kick for kids that's paid, I kick for kids with no funds
Whole blocks come for classes kids with contacts kids with glasses
Hardrock punks crack heads and even trunks
Wanna know the truth, so they flock to my roof
New York I got the grip, I told ya I told ya
This means war, as if by Sister Souljah
To think that the X would ever take a fall
After gettin all of this, man you're crazy
The only way I'd fall is if I got fat and lazy
And I won't cause I work real hard
Wake up in the morning at the hour of God and make beats
Later hit the streets
Nobody Home Lyrics
Main street U.S.A boarded up and dry Knowin' what once was here just makes me wanna cry Used to be the favorite place Now what remains are memories even time cannot erase Old man Johnson's store, where we grew up too fast All that remains today are echoes from the past Used to be a
or some forty-fifth sweetsMain street U.S.A boarded up and dry Knowin' what once was here just makes me wanna cry Used to be the favorite place Now what remains are memories even time cannot erase Old man Johnson's store, where we grew up too fast All that remains today are echoes from the past Used to be a
So all y'all been told, black youth essential
From the hard urban blocks of Now Rule residential
That the God, rocks real hard
Verse Two: Lord Jamar
God damn right, the L-O-R-D, J-A-M-A-R
Says peace and Allah U Akbar
Back like a motherfuckin head to crack
Brand Nubian tracks are filled with black facts
Now I ain't Humpty Dumpty chump, see
I ain't fallin, you can go call in
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Try to knock me off you never see another day again
My seven-twenty-one-fourteen's ready
And my scope with the laser be
Back And Forth Lyrics
Today I hear my anger And it's screaming at me Your words Attack my senses And make me scream Looking back and forth at you Should I, should I Waste my time now? Looking back and forth at you Should I, should I Pay no mind now? Today Inside my eyes<
m steadyToday I hear my anger And it's screaming at me Your words Attack my senses And make me scream Looking back and forth at you Should I, should I Waste my time now? Looking back and forth at you Should I, should I Pay no mind now? Today Inside my eyes<
So if you're feeling lucky, then come and catch a buck
How could I kill a man, well I just don't give a fuck, so
Check out the dreadlock, make the dead rock
With my baldhead, aiyyo like the top ten
We're bound to win, cause God don't like ugly
You get slugged rushed raped robbed and mugged G
I don't wanna be the man, I just wanna make jams
Cuttin sharp like Edward Scissorhands
It's ninety-two and of course we grew seeds
they're planted like a farmer, so let's reap what we sew
And if you're thinking that we're a hoe in the game
We gettin wreck to your brain