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Текст песни Brand Nubian - Ragtime

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[GPM] Hit her, I mean let`s hit this[??1] That`s not straight[??2] Do it God, ya bwoy let`s do it now seen? Let`s pull it bwoy[Grand Puba Maxwell]Aiyyo, check this outBrand Nubian gettin ready to swing this ep`We got the Grand Puba, we got Derek X on the flexWe got, Lord Jamar, we got Alamo with the A, Ron Stud!And my man Ep RockX, kick the flavor for me on this oneCause we gettin ready to be out of here in a, sec[Derek X/Sadat X]Wild, New York raw as my voicebox soars I`llopen your pores cause it`s one of my choresKickin beats to boggle rhythms, cuttin rhymes to a schismPeople often wonder and ask..Is I`m the best? Surely you jest, I`m not down with the restIn fact.. they failed the testIt`s my vernacular that`s simply spectacularMy bite is in your neck it`s the effect, of DraculaMan on a mission, go to school with low tuitionCan`t even keep account, of the G`s I be kissinBut oh I beg your pardon, the race, is startinThe criminals is there and I`m the hardest of the hardAnd it`s a feet for you to meet me on any given dayThe adjective - AMAZING, spelled with an `A`and a `G` on the end, by usin, my penSet forth on a journey for the, perfect blendRhymin was a fad in the days of my dadNow MC`s is makin G`s and goin for badThe X in my name makes it, all officialAm I the King? Well that`s the so-called issueRollin off the tongue was the fresh one-linerAnd CB talker was the zero one-ninerTook a slight drop from the tip of the topNow I`m out for mines and I`m goin to clockWhat`s mine on the line on a rhyme I will dineNever ate the pig can`t deal with the swineKeep on, yes my word is bondSpeakin that knowledge like FarrakhanCause it`s ragtime![Grand Puba Maxwell]Ah yeah it`s ragged, let`s do it!Aight now we got Lord JLord J, yo c`mon nowKick, the flavor, to thisDrop it like this (I`ma swing it like this)[Lord Jamar]I like to drop bass, cause when it hits, I bounce emI do this with my seven and my one half ounces of brainwhich I contain, to manifest thoughtThe record is bought so I figure I ought to elaborate(Might as well) as minds in turn collaborateI speak the facts black, I don`t exaggerateI just get to the bare essentialDemandin that I talk, of my credentials, cause yoI never slept, my mind was in the right placeNow let`s take our steps and retraceback to a time, when black was definedas Original, God-like, Supreme DivineRefined is my mind that`s why I`m buildinThere was a void in New York but now it`s filled inby the Lord J, don`t forget the A-M-Ato the R, now say I`m a Star (You a Star, J!)Well you can be one tooNow here`s all you got to do (whatcha gotta do?)You got to know Knowledge of Self`s the foundationKnow wisdom`s the way to let it outcomeUnderstanding is the manifestationAnd cutural freedom, the final turnout, cause it`s ragtime[Grand Puba Maxwell]That`s definitely ragtimeNow let me brag mine! Let me brag mineHit this in the 90`sHey yo, bust it (here I go here I go here I go)As I, stand as a pharoah and beat up on ElizaTrick ends on my friends, cause Puba`s not a miserLast longer than a Duracell, or a EnergizerI got a little older but a whole lot wiserWhen it comes to shootin ? I`m a damn good shooterMC Grand Puba should be worshipped like a buddhaI boogies to the rhythm, kicks all the flavortismDamn I gets busy, though makin rhyme I gets bizmAlways help another meaning sister or a brotherJust a little tip I picked up, from my motherSmooth as Ali Baba once I week I see the barberSo honey pucker up cause I`m a DAMN good slobberMr. Exquisite, dressed in silk, Bally`s made of lizardSo honey, what is it? (What is it?)I rock a rhyme at a wedding, next tour I`m probably headingYou wanna beat like this? Check the stack of Otis ReddingI`m hurtin like a blister, confusin like TwisterNot a only child, four brothers and one sisterNot a rinky-dinky never snackin on a TwinkieWhen it comes to flexin I can bend like a SlinkieSo here comes the champ, to civilize a trampWhen brothers try to play me, that`s when the Pub` gets ampedSo smile - here comes the picture - click!A humble type brother so don`t play me as a vic`I can relate to the Good Times, the Cosby`s on the sometimesGo ? on a Sunday then it`s back at work on MondayTake my gear to the cleaners, buy pants or a BeamerThen I`m out, bangin crackheads, I can do without(Definitely, why not Puba? Why why why?) Cause it`s ragtime* ad libs to outro *

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