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Versuri-versuri.ro > Versuri Litera B > Versuri Brand Nubian > One For All - To The RightGrand Puba Maxwell]  
 Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right  
 Wanna give a shout to my man Pos K  
 My man Big Daddy, he's cool  
 Now Rule Mob  
 Check it out  
 Well honey here's a hickie, Puba's not a quickie  
 When it comes to skins, God damn I'm picky  
 Who will be the princess to occupy the prince?  
 And if she's less than dope I hope the limo's got tints  
 Now honey, you see this may sound profound  
 but LET ME LOVE YOU DOWN  
 And if I'm Uptown I'm back downtown  
 All the skins I've been in I gets no frowns  
 You see doo-doo MC's, really think they can outlast..  
 I smell gas  
 As a yung'un I was thefty, born as a lefty  
 The rhymes I drop, somethin more than hefty  
 Roll like a Ranger, Puba's no stranger  
 For those who try to diss me - uh-oh, danger  
 Used to drink the Olde E, coolers, just be goldie  
 When I played soccer with the dreads that play goalie  
 Here steps the one that's capable, of slaughterin  
 For those who wanna bite get the catalogue, start orderin  
 cause - Puba's shit is on stock Ock  
 I shape the wig like a woodblock  
 I like to dip dip dive, a Benz I'm soon to drive  
 I guess you can call this my nine to five  
 I send my lust to scoop skins with my skin buster  
 Freak the mind and butt behind and I gots the Georgia  
 But hang on for a sec!  
 You don't have to worry about the Puba gettin wreck  
 Cause to me see it's more than likely  
 And if I flow too fast, let me, slow down slightly  
 Let's take a trip expenses paid money grip  
 Don't flake or flam, cause Puba's not HAVIN IT  
 [Derek X/Sadat X]  
 Derek X to the right  
 C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu Nation  
 C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu  
 C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu Nation  
 C'mon and clap your hands for Zulu  
 You see me rock a video and slam shit up on _Feels So Good_  
 There was no doubt about it, cause I knew that I would  
 Before I kick these lyrics that I rip and I rule with  
 This girl done tried to cram cause she was down with the OLD SCHOOL  
 She.. smacked me, attacked me, harassed me til I swung  
 But I made her see stars cause her bell rung  
 (See an Uptown girl is much different than a downtown girl!)  
 No.. I'm.. not a wife beater  
 No.. I'm.. not a girl cheater  
 I nipped this problem in the bud  
 with my force from the Rule and my man Ron.. Stud..  
 (Word to life!)  
 So give a shout if you know what I'm talkin about  
 And if you don't then brother you're lost  
 I had a boss, traded it in for a horse  
 It died, I made glue, it's no loss  
 I'm the boss at my job cause I hire all workers  
 Tired of the sob story tear jerkers  
 Compassion, for fashion never seen in our slums  
 Never sold work, never handled no gems  
 So que sera sera as the fat lady sings  
 But when the bell toll is the song I sing  
 Taken up the flights, whether Uptown or Crown Heights  
 I pound a bunch of you after lunch cause I do right  
 Appear from the rear with my Clan, and I'm the Cave Bear  
 Rip up the street on my worldwide tear  
 So loudly my troops, and let's form three groups  
 Wreck time is here, so let's get paid on free loops  
 [Lord Jamar]  
 Allah Jamar to the right  
 Peace God! (Yo knowledge the God) Peace God!  
 You're captivated by the science cause the lesson's mathematical  
 Jamar rockin the jam, is an emphatical  
 Y, equal, Knowledge Born  
 I go on, although clothes get torn  
 by weaker Cypher men.. cause what came from my pen  
 made 'em lust, now I must  
 Rush out the back door, in-to the alley  
 Girls in pursuit, enough to form a rally  
 I didn't wanna scuff up my brand new Bally's  
 So I made a quick dip, like I was goin back to Cali  
 Took the Lear jet, don't fear yet  
 Comin on your earset!  
 So as I hit program, you know I'm gonna slam  
 Cause even in my name there's a funky live "Jam"  
 Don't eat Spam or no types of ham  
 Polite to all women so I say, "Yes ma'am!"  
 Sniffin a gram ain't flam, it's kinda weak  
 Jamar I keep you open through the rhymes I speak  
 Not down with a frat, no I ain't no Greek  
 _A Message From a Blackman_ is what you seek
- Groot De Boudewijn
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