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Correct Nubian Jam Lyrics
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Intro/chorus: laura alfored Seem all the fellas understand what it feel Cos it's a nubian jam and everthing's real *Repeat* Verse one: lord jamar It's time to blow up the spot, anything you was in, you're thru the roof All the jams we done been thru is proof We blend truth, with mathematics doin acrobatics over beats The sound dramatic when it played in landrover jeeps I know my peeps is in the front of the stage Smokin blunts with the strokin stunts, ready to set it When the word is given, I know you heard how we was livin Never takin no shit, just stayin clever and makin the hits Shakin the tits of the honeys when they jump Makin money's what we bump cos slumps is for chumps And we pumps, worldwide, girls slide backstage Lookin for a free ride, legs divide at a young age Lord jamar is like jesus, speakin in parables And to devil's is cemarable To see this, but they ain't got no choice No escapin the penetration of the voice Chorus (x2) Verse two: sadat x And I watched and I watched and I watched then I looked The x is like no other who can drop it in the rain I'm not that high, so give me back my lighter Stage right in the party at night, I'm in the shadows Thinkin bout returnin to the spotlight The x is top flight, espn highlight From, throughout the rhythm, I give em what I give em Oil slickness on that ass like *? Ewin? * I know what I'm doin, leave your whole town ruined Brand nubian, the name alone stands Overseas fans be shoutin different accents So hence the black prince from 2-0 Soft-spoken but my words comprehended by the herds Goin back to the days past the ol' gun phase All stare in amaze or get caught with the rays Cos the x is like the master of the phrase..... Chorus: laura alfored Seem all the fellas understand what you feel Cos it's a nubian jam and everthing's real *Repeat x3* Verse three: sadat x, lord jamar I want the mic in the clutch Cos it's too cold to hold, and too hot to touch I'm like the thoroughbred searchin for cheese You can't cut off the head of a fatal disease Mc's freeze at thirty-two degrees below Justice served, now watch us bust this herd In the head with another jam set by the brother man Letters for the other man, understand Chorus: laura alfored Seem all the fellas understand what you feel Cos it's a nubian jam and everthing's real *Repeat 3x*
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