Where Are You Now? - Brand Nubian

Intro/Chorus: Laura Alfored Seem all the fellas understand what it feel Cos it's a Nubian Jam and everthing's real *Repeat* Verse One: Lord Jamar It's time to blow up the spot, anything you was in, you're thru the roof All the jams we done been thru is proof We blend truth, with mathematics doin acrobatics over beats The sound dramatic when it played in Landrover jeeps I know my peeps is in the front of the stage Smokin blunts with the strokin stunts, ready to set it When the word is given, I know you heard how we was livin Never takin no shit, just stayin clever and makin the hits Shakin the tits of the honeys when they jump Makin money's what we bump cos slumps is for chumps And we pumps, worldwide, girls slide backstage Lookin for a free ride, legs divide at a young age Lord Jamar is like Jesus, speakin in parables And to devil's is cemarable To see this, but they ain't got no choice No escapin the penetration of the voice Chorus (x2) Verse Two: Sadat X And I watched and I watched and I watched then I looked The X is like no other who can drop it in the rain I'm not that high, so give me back my lighter Stage right in the party at night, I'm in the shadows Thinkin bout returnin to the spotlight The X is top flight, ESPN highlight From, throughout the rhythm, I give em what I give em Oil slickness on that ass like *? Ewin?* I know what I'm doin, leave your whole town ruined Brand Nubian, the name alone stands Overseas fans be shoutin different accents So hence the black prince from 2-0 Soft-spoken but my words comprehended by the herds Goin back to the days past the ol' gun phase All stare in amaze or get caught with the rays Cos the X is like the master of the phrase... Chorus: Laura Alfored Seem all the fellas understand what you feel Cos it's a Nubian Jam and everthing's real *Repeat x3* Verse Three: Sadat X, Lord Jamar I want the mic in the clutch Cos it's too cold to hold, and too hot to touch I'm like the thoroughbred searchin for cheese You can't cut off the head of a fatal disease MC's freeze at thirty-two degrees below Justice served, now watch us bust this herd In the head with another jam set by the brother man Letters for the other man, understand Chorus: Laura Alfored Seem all the fellas understand what you feel Cos it's a Nubian Jam and everthing's real *Repeat 3X*

Intro: Sadat X Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yo, straight from the wilds of The Bronx, it's Buckwild, y'knowI'msayin? And that kid Sadat X born king, doin my thing KnowI'msayin? I let'cha know how it is in my lifestyle everyday Verse One: Sadat X Lately yo, I been walkin tightropes It's an adventure everyday as I walk down the block Quiet baldhead is like a bad motherfucker All charged up from Madison Ave. I'm up on the stage if you read the front page Give me the ol' school mic wiv a cord I'll stand on the table, give a fuck about a label Now, we all can't brawl, we all can't brawl It'll be your downfall when you're goin like this Is it the cash or the hash from my stash that compells you? Gas kids throw me but my crew bring me back They stay on my back so I don't act like alladat Hook: Busta Rhymes Now all these niggas carry on like they think they alladat They think they alladat, they think they alladat Now all these niggas carry on when they think they alladat They think they alladat, they think they alladat Verse Two: Sadat X Late one night, 55th outpost Chickenhead watchin to see who she can catch She got a man, I can tell cos the action in her eyes Ain't nervous, a young sassy thing She call me a playa, standin on the corner wiv her whole dime crew I'm ridin down the block wiv her girlfriend In the next nigga's car, lookin like a star Shades, blackness, packed his whole damn frame Ya got to be down to *? starts?* about the booty Cos Sonny Lamb packs the wham It's all good, yeah it's all good See it attracts kids that are sweater A nigga like me'll be the first to forgetta So now she all mad, bringin drama to the crib Go ahead, chickenhead, wit the funk You get played like trash if you act like you'd always have and you always Will Chickenheads is only good for a thrill Hook: Busta Rhymes Yo yo, yo they think they alladat, they think they alladat All these bitches carry on when they think they alladat They think they alladat, they think they alladat Verse Three: Sadat X Now my cheques jam and I waited all damn week And if I flip em the bad guy, you wonder why When the corner officers and nobody can call me back And everybody claims to know nothin And these is the peoples that's down wit me Supposedly, lays on my side, yeah right They let a nigga die in the night if you let em You can get wild, flip, go grab the mask But it damn sure slow-up the cash cos I know Ya be a menace to society, still waitin for the dough The thinkin man is the one with the plan Plant his seeds first then be ready to burst It's like that, huh? My name is X from the hot blocks of Harlem Take it personally when you try to stop my stardom Use to be mild, find myself gettin wild Got to slow down for my girl and my child Cos I love life and I gots ta live it And everytime I get on stage I'ma move sometin And you can never say the X didn't hit'cha Aiyo, I put it on ya, but first I warn ya This ain't no average skit, this is a hit More than you hit, better than your best shit Better than your man's shit, better than his cousin's shit Better than your whole block, buck once and then ya come wit that nons... Interlude: Sadat X talking Aight, hey Buck, when you bring what you bring to the game and when I bring What I bring to the game, it's dangerous that I can't even call it. But we Gonna end it off like this, y'knowI'msayin? On some Bronx town shit, check It out Verse Four: Sadat X The big X has spoken, courtesy of Buck A Bronx hoe-down similar to the showdown Won't you place a bet on ya man You know my style and you know where I stand I'ma leave you on wit the real for right now Peace to Brand Nubian, Now Rule and Buckwild But right now, peep the master of the headnod Hit New York harder and smarter, thieves attack, now stay back Tainted styles don't pass the grade A lotta kids are slidin, just ridin on the wave A lotta kids are slidin, just ridin on the wave A lotta kids are slidin, just ridin on the wave Hook: Busta Rhymes Yo, all these niggas think they hard when they think they alladat They think they alladat, they think they alladat All these bitches act like sluts when they think they alladat They think they alladat, they think they alladat Now all these fraud niggas are bitches when they think they alladat They think they alladat, they think they alladat Fuck dem niggas out there who think they alladat They think they alladat, they thunk they alladat Fuck dem niggas, fuck dem bitches Fuck dem fraud ass, motherfuckers Fake ass niggas HAH!

King Nut the Nubian Tut Say follow follow they use their ears Say follow follow then they use their minds But when they follow your body Then they loose their minds Let me tell you a little story about King Nut, The natives call him the Nubian Tut Out of 1407 he came to be somewhere around 2000 B.C. Well the natives clap for the Nubian sap Then sit back and listen to the King Nuts rap Do It! Shaka do da Shaka do da Shaka do da Shaka do da Shaka do da Shaka do da I know you hitting be true Knee deep in the jungle where the coconuts grow Where the tiger and the lion boogie with the rhinos There's a tribe over here there's a tribe over there Drums beating funky rhythm, music's everywhere Doing the Nubian Nut Say follow follow they loose their ears Say follow follow then they loose their minds High high high Doo doo doo doo doo Shoo bee doo bee doo dow Doo dow doo dow doo dow King Nubian never got hot before a show 'Cause in the motherland they didn't wear too many clothes People talk that talk break out the camel walk Then he wiggle through the jungle just as quick as a hawk Then he grab his spear then he grab his shield Show all the native people just how good he feel Doing the Nubian Nut Say you got what you got gotten gotten goo ga got Ho! doing the Nubian Nut Say follow follow they loose their ears Say follow follow then they loose their minds Say follow follow then they loose their mouths Late at night he'd talk his crap While soaking his feet in some Nubian sap He had a bone through his ear and one through his nose The women in the tribe would massage his toes Yeah! When he asks you what's jumpin' it's the peas in the pot They wouldn't be jumping if the water wasn't hot Doing the Nubian Nut Yeah follow follow follow follow Follow follow follow follow The people didn't know where the beat was coming from But they knew it had to be another Nubian drum King Nut is the future history Somewhere around 2000 A.D. Holding up the shield that's a glowing green Raising a spear that shoots laser beams Riding in a spaceship up and down the street Tooting at the fine women on the block he meet Throwing down in studios track by track Letting everybody know the impost right fact Another spaceship here another spaceship there Here a ship there a ship everywhere a mothership Landing in Detroit at United Sounds Where all the funkateers like to boogie down Because most of all we need the funk Oh uh heh heh heh Say follow follow they use their ears Say follow follow then they use their minds Say follow follow they use their mouths But when they follow your body Then they loose their minds Follow follow follow follow Follow follow follow follow Shoo bee doo bee doo dow Doo dow doo dow doo dow Follow follow follow follow Shoo bee doo bee doo dow Doo dow doo dow doo dow Follow follow follow follow Shoo bee doo bee doo dow Doo dow doo dow doo dow Follow follow follow follow Shoo bee doo bee doo dow Doo dow doo dow doo dow