Текст песни K.M.D. f Brand Nubian - Mr. Hood
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Ay-yo, peace god, Shaquan Allah!Yo peace, this J-Quest the Boogie ManYo, peace, god, D-BlackPeace to the gods! Tony D. from the Now Rule mobAy-yo, ain`t them the gods K.M.D. in matter of fact?Yeah, K.M.D. - yo, ain`t them the brothers Brand Nubians?Yo, I heard they go by the name of the God Squad, what`s up with that?The Five Percent and the Ansaar together?That is something totally new indeed, god, true indeed god[Zev Love X]Check it out!Born again, my soul then, blendsK.M.D. and Brand Nubian, friendsX tends to grip palm in cousin calmIn this knowledge of self, so commence to bombin`As alarmin` as a beep from your beeperWhat you needed was a wake-up call to the Sun, you sleeperYou don`t wanna get wolfed by the wolf, does ya? [Naaah]Good guessin` - switch the pitch upAnother session from the infamous God SquadSee, we`s all peas in the same pod, godOn and upright, getting downright knitWith rod held up tight, `cause I`m sick wit`Nitwit Witnesses knockin` at my doorPreaching the Lord to change your life aroundI figure I just saw Jamar the other day uptownGive him a pound, it`s no puzzle, relaxThe nit-wits guzzle 85 proof that`s Max![Grand Puba Maxwell]God Cipher Divine, as I build on an inclineQuick to help another, `cause I know I`ma get mineBuild-Powers think they hard, but they killin` they own kindEmphatically no, divine evil got him in his mindNow you caught a case you`re in the mountains, you`re a liferWith no skins from your girl, that`s a He-Cipher-Monkey-CipherOr you can use the next planVaseline, a magazine or your lovin` handI know you know who got you livin` like this, Black manSo honey, honey, honey, with the real big titties..."Let`s get right down to the real nitty gritty now!"Put some clothes on that behindAnd maybe brothers wouldn`t think skins all the timeYou wanna look lustful, but don`t want them to lustWhich is crazier than a bag of dustSo weavy weavy weavy is quick to deceive meSo I had to tell Weavy weavy, leave me[Onyx the Birthstone Kid]Yeah, I hear you Haji, but yo, I got something for those that arefrontin` out there, godNow ain`t that the pits - another brother`s blown to bitsBut when the news hits, everybody catch fitsHe gets mad, but still at home we sitsPiggin` out on the big pig, spoon to the gritsTalkin` 85 jive, brothers they wanna get liveBut some funk while I striveSee I strive, I gotta keep gods steppin` in harmonyThe devils try bombin` me, the devils try Tommin` me upBut Now Cipher Way, I gots knowledge of selfI been had it, but it`s a bad habit to healthSee I build with the Nubians I chill withI fill with - my Zig-Zag-ZigI never lived big, I never lived large, I never lived fatThe devil man in this land, he won`t allow thatSo brother man, I don`t wanna bust youBut if you don`t know the devil, then how can I trust you?Know`m sayin`?[Lord Jamar]Ay-yo, true indeed Onyx, they don`t know the time on the dialIt`s like this...Life`s hardshipsStones are placed and one must face tripsFalls and spills and kills and cause mishapsThese are some of his trapsBut I got a jewel which needs no gift wrapSo just receive, believe when shown the lightThe devil gets left, the Gods gotta get rightTo the source of our loss, stop wearing the crossDo for self, kill that "Yes, sir, boss!" andWhen you do, from the other you won`t begCan`t you see my brother, yo, the Arma-Legga-LegArm supreme HeadAnd insteadOf relyin`, why don`t you start tryin`?You say try is to fail, I say try is an attempt`Cause when you stop tryin` thatMakes victory exempt from your cipherThe life you lead is not hypeThe Black man was not born to be a gutter snipeOr an alley cat - you should be steppin` to the rally fatNot just with dough, but with the knowledge you knowSo, get up and goGet yourself a book of life instead of living life like a hooker!