nubian jam þarký sözü

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-