[Puba]Now who comin with that hot shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Puba]Who about to rock shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Puba]Super splashy with that head knot
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Puba]Seal it down cause it don't stop
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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Verse One: Grand Puba
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Now as I blast off with my curricula, comin perpendicular
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Watch me kill it when I spill it, top bill it, shine like acryllic
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Actions manifest with the strategy of chess
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Hit you with more retardedness than the seed born from incest
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Since the scrotum I was that brother
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Ripped a hole in my daddy's rubber
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Swan dived into my mother
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Left behind a thousand others
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Caught one cat sittin in the egg, tossed him out he slid down the leg
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Born months later, I come ridin down the escalator
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The doctor tried to smack me but I caught him with a two piece
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My pops said, "Son you did it right, aww man my shorty tight"
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Then he passed the brother a mic and ever since my flow been tight
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Come on -- you gotta be kidding me if you think Brand Nu' lost a step
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and if you do go get a late pass cause you cats done overslept
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Over two thousand emcees attend school at Haji Prep
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Brand Nubian brothers, A alike, B alike, plus we see/C alike
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Cause ain't nuthin but that blazeness when these brothers touch the mic
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[Jamar]Now who comin with that hot shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Jamar]Who about to rock shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Jamar]Super splashy with that head knot
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Jamar]Feel it now cause it don't stop
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Jamar]Now who comin with that hot shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Jamar]Who about to rock shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Jamar]Super splashy with that head knot
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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Verse Two: Lord Jamar
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The rap legend, never pushed a Legend, gripped the mic
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with my bredderns, like Kryptonite we steal your powers
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Like Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos we come back
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to reveal the seventh seal, the drum track's the soundtrack
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for war -- hardcore righteous, the nicest
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Comin with advice that's priceless, to help the crisis
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It was felt by some, you wouldn't like this
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Now we got you strung like you sniffin that white bitch
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Flippin the tongue, even at a high pitch, we run
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shit like diarrhea, we burn that ass like gonorrhea
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You learn your past through the eyes of the overseer
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Me, I earn my cash tellin the truth
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They wanna make a felon out of every black youth
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My nigga Stick Man got the cracked tooth, steady yellin
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in the booth, we got big plans to make loot
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Waitin for the seeds we plant to take root
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[Sadat]Now who comin with that hot shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Sadat]Who about to rock shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Sadat]Super splashy with that head knot
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Sadat]Feel it now cause it don't stop
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Sadat]Now who comin with that hot shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Sadat]Who about to rock shit?
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Sadat]Super splashy with that head knot
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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[Sadat]Feel it now cause it don't stop
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"Once again" BRAND NUBIAN!
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Verse Three: Sadat X
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I'm here seven nights a week, no charge, and for
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two drink minimum, the Wild Cowboy number one
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With them C-Town and Manhattan street pose
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To they dancers on Thursday's for all the lost souls
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Laid out in bed she offering, don't want the pussy
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Fell for the hype but now I wanna stretch her
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cause her convo is slow, there's a lot of shit she don't know
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But she young and firm, she'll learn
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We hit them niggaz in the middle of the month, check day
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And in a future life I will probably pay
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But who's to say, cause I'm right here today, and death to spray
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You wanna get some smoke see my man Jose
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You want somethin stronger got to wait a little longer
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From the Harley Houses to the Brasley Houses
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To my City Pa |