Brand Nubian Rock the Set

[Sadat X] Yeah, check it out, I'mma flow on this one Yeah I'mma run with this for the ninety-two season Yo check it out I'mma give you somethin cat, this is what you need You need a coach and I'm a damn good coach Got the right approach, plus my pop had wins Seed trickled down, six two and brown When "Slow Down" came out, at first it was MILD hit A minute or two later, brothers on some WILD shit Listen up, capture how I spree Is it you, or is it me? Made a mad verse, from first, stole second Took the third and home it was out That's what I'm about, that Nubian swing Familiar ring, cash register ring Pay the brothers, Jack the Ripper work hard Then I'll be out, check it out, yo Peace, God! Brand Nubian rock the set! (8X) [Lord Jamar] Yeah Fuck it up Nineteen-ninety-two, uh! Like this y'all Well now this is for your clubs and your old school pubs Where niggas get drunk and give in to the funk Speakin of funk, this here be stink The brothers up North can smell it in the clink Well put down the Right Guard cause you got the right God Matter of fact, we're comin right and exact We got the brainiac style like Miles Davis Save us, in the files of the shit that hit It's time to make a run, a five hundred yard dash Five hundred G's sold and the shit went gold Now was that bold, to predict while I kick it? Brand Nubian fights, against the weak and the wicked I got the baldhead dread Sadat and Sincere Oh yes, the God is in here _To the Rear_ makin shit sound clear Plus collect the dough at the end of the show Everybody know Brand Nubian kick that shit on stage Cause the fits and the rage Lord Jamar turn the page cause this rhyme is overflowin And bring in the funky horn Brand Nubian rock the set! (8X) [Sadat X] To really know this flavor you must understand the method I might come up with a style, throw it down and say it's tired Write a next one, smokin a blunt on the rooftop And runnin with the sneakers or aiyyo hightops Thanks to the dread for the roots green Whole body is amped I must contain or appear I might throw the peace at kids, go to rest and wake up goin For days I get set off, I ain't got NO way of knowin How could you fool a ruler? You still smokin wooler? The first round pick, why'd The Knicks trade Rod Strick? That man is nice! (He's with the Spurs now) You make acts to make tracks, I'm tired of frontin to em Gonna step to em, tell 'em they whole shit is dead I'd rather tell em now, instead of fuckin with they head Tired of frontin' on 'em, it's like that huh [Lord Jamar] True indeed God y'knahmsayin, ain't no use frontin Word to mother Well don't look at things from the surface A book without understanding is worthless 120 gave me plenty to chew on Planted a seed and it grew (now that's true) On to the road where we got shit sewed When crackin shells, and gettin to the ? I rest in Na Ru but don't take me for a joke I got an automatic tool.. don't make it have to smoke Cause yo I'll bust off, In God We Trust, I'm not soft When I'm droppin it, I'm just the opposite Now that's hard Study lesson about Farad and Elijah Won't surprise you to be told we're God Of the Universe, so when U.N.I.Verse We gain a better understanding We're to the cream, risin to the top like my Nubian team And we don't stop! Brand Nubian rock the set! (repeat to before fade) [Ad libs to outro]