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Alright y'all! I want y'all to put your hands together And to bring on a brother That's bound to lay more dips in your hips More gliiiiide in your stride And if you don't dig what's next You got the wrong damn address [grand puba - steadily getting louder] He's coming, he's coming, he's coming (8x) Bo! Lickshot for the blood claat Talkin that what-not, puba come and hit on the right spot Rhyme teller for the ladies and the fellas And I only kick the flavor for my fellow ghetto dwellers No rock'n'roll, it's just soul Ain't nuttin changed, I still like to hit the hole With my pole, smoke a stog' and then I roll And when my corn hurts I wear a dr. Scholl I make beats, then I hit sheets Then I build with the gods to get the addicts off the nod Grand puba, and I drop a album yearly And I'm very nearly really come to droppin shit like daily My knowledge is bond, so you brothers better move on You brought your wack style, come play the horn Grand puba maxwell, not on the hollywood tip Here comes a brother more than _2 legit to quit_ I'm not sleazy but I like it nice and easy Ain't nuttin changed, I still wear my hair peasy I like to dig it, that's how we done done dug it I tend to work for all the ones who like to wig it *Samples cut and scratched by alamo, including "i got a story I want to tell you", "i like to tell it like it is"* "second time around" [grand puba] Check, I get boom service just like room service And when I jump upon a stage I'm not a bit nervous I kick the reel to rell, I never been to jail Oops maybe one time but I had a good time I keep my pants saggin, I'm never lolligaggin Niggaz try to copy this they on the bandwagon I shake my thing I do I pull a hamstring and then I call a old fling Gotta spike her and tell her _do the right thing_ Ron studda do the rap, alamo'll do the overdub 'fore we hit these 40's g, we gotta get some grub Grand puba *inhales* let me take a breather Get you hot like a fever, you'll be slammin even So don't bother, it's the new godfather Tell your godson that grand puba is the one "way back in, history, the prodigal son Was a, wealthy man" (2x) [grand puba] Sing it baby, ha ha ha, bust it No more skid row, can't get a show Time to kick a new flow, and make the dough y'know? I'm a pisces I like to drink iced teas I'm a reese's with all the pieces Or the alomnd with the joy, ten years from a boy When I work out puba go see roy's Next to thirty-three, where stud lives You won't catch the puba doin nothin negative Now honey don't like me cause I won't dance like hammer Honey ask hammer, can he speak puba's grammar? I can shake a leg if I want to, but I don't want to Cause that's what my dancers do Now I give the next man his props But when it comes to micraphones, c'mon, give me mine hobbes I won't diss the next brother to be great that's not my trade But every brother, ain't a brother, word to the mother Or praises to the father, you wanna try to see this Don't even bother! Grand puba, for those who came late You try to step to this, then I'll end up-state Word is bond, let's move on and on and on Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go! Big up to my now rule brothers All the cool ones, not the fool ones And we gon' move it like this for the year ninety-two Big up to my man, positive k Big up to my cousin jeff And allatha and allathat This is how we gon' move this yo, word is bond S. D., in the house Definitely pumpin the shit like this And this is how we gon' do it yo Knowledge knowledge Uhh
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