Ragtime
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โฑ๏ธ 4:16 duration
๐ ID: 12335325
๐ Lyrics
Hit her, I mean let's hit this
That's not straight
Do it God, ya bwoy let's do it now seen?
Here we go, let's pull it bwoy
Aiyyo, check this out
Brand Nubian gettin' ready to swing this ep'
We got the Grand Puba, we got Derek X on the flex
We got, Lord Jamar, we got Alamo with the A, Ron Stud!
And my man Ep Rock
X, kick the flavor for me on this one
'Cause we gettin' ready to be out of here in a sec
Wild, New York raw as my voicebox soars I'll
Open your pores 'cause it's one of my chores
Kickin' beats to boggle rhythms, cuttin' rhymes to a schism
People often wonder and ask
Is I'm the best? Surely you jest, I'm not down with the rest
In fact, they failed the test
It's my vernacular that's simply spectacular
My bite is in your neck, it's the effect of Dracula
Man on a mission, go to school with low tuition
Can't even keep account, of the G's I be kissin'
But oh I beg your pardon, the race is startin'
The criminals is there and I'm the hardest of the hard
And it's a feet for you to meet me on any given day
The adjective, amazing, spelled with an 'A'
And a 'G' on the end, by usin' my pen
Set forth on a journey for the perfect blend
Rhymin' was a fad in the days of my dad
Now MC's is makin G's and goin' for bad
The X in my name makes it all official
Am I the King? Well that's the so-called issue
Rollin' off the tongue was the fresh one-liner
And CB talker was the zero one-niner
Took a slight drop from the tip of the top
Now I'm out for mines and I'm goin' to clock
What's mine on the line on a rhyme I will dine
Never ate the pig, can't deal with the swine
Keep on, yes my word is bond
Speakin' that knowledge like Farrakhan
'Cause it's ragtime!
Ah yeah it's ragged, let's do it!
Aight, now we got Lord J
Lord J, yo c'mon now
Kick, the flavor to this
Drop it like this (I'ma swing it like this)
I like to drop bass, 'cause when it hits, I bounce 'em
I do this with my seven and my one half ounces of brain
Which I contain, to manifest thought
The record is bought so I figure I ought to elaborate
(Might as well) as minds in turn collaborate
I speak the facts black, I don't exaggerate
I just get to the bare essential
Demandin' that I talk of my credentials, 'cause yo
I never slept, my mind was in the right place
Now let's take our steps and retrace
Back to a time, when black was defined
As original, God-like, supreme, divine
Refined is my mind that's why I'm buildin'
There was a void in New York but now it's filled in
By the Lord J, don't forget the A-M-A
To the R, now say I'm a star (you a star, J!)
Well you can be one too
Now here's all you got to do (whatcha gotta do?)
You got to know Knowledge of Self's the foundation
Know wisdom's the way to let it outcome
Understanding is the manifestation
And cultural freedom, the final turnout, 'cause it's ragtime
That's definitely ragtime
Now let me brag mine! Let me brag mine
Hit this in the 90's
Hey yo, bust it (here I go, here I go, here I go)
As I, stand as a pharoah and beat up on Eliza
Trick ends on my friends, 'cause Puba's not a miser
Last longer than a Duracell, or a Energizer
I got a little older but a whole lot wiser
When it comes to shootin' sides, I'm a damn good shooter
MC Grand Puba should be worshipped like a Buddha
I boogies to the rhythm, kicks all the flavortism
Damn I gets busy, though makin' rhyme I gets bizm
Always help another meaning sister or a brother
Just a little tip I picked up from my mother
Smooth as Ali Baba, once a week I see the barber
So honey pucker up 'cause I'm a damn good slobber
Mr. Exquisite, dressed in silk, Bally's made of lizard
So honey, what is it? (What is it?)
I rock a rhyme at a wedding, next tour I'm probably heading
You wanna beat like this? Check the stack of Otis Redding
I'm hurtin' like a blister, confusin' like Twister
Not a only child, four brothers and one sister
Not a rinky-dinky, never snackin' on a Twinkie
When it comes to flexin' I can bend like a Slinkie
So here comes the champ, to civilize a tramp
When brothers try to play me, that's when the Pub' gets amped
So 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 sometimes
Go no buzz on a Sunday. then it's back at work on Monday
Take my gear to the cleaner's, buy pants or a Beamer
Then I'm out, bangin' crackheads, I can do without
(Definitely, why not Puba? Why, why, why?) 'Cause it's ragtime
Ah, yeah
Now let's on the top with the 90s, y'all
Know I'm sayin'? You know I'm sayin'?
This is a brand new year
And we all brand new, brand new, brand new, yeah
Brand, brand new, brand new, yeah (let's check it like this)
Brand new, brand new yeah (let's check it like that)
Brand new, brand new, yeah (now you know what I'm sayin')
Young ladies, you gonna, can't wait
Kick this shit
Try to live
Yeah, yeah, yeah, eeh-hee!
Without the one...
That's not straight
Do it God, ya bwoy let's do it now seen?
Here we go, let's pull it bwoy
Aiyyo, check this out
Brand Nubian gettin' ready to swing this ep'
We got the Grand Puba, we got Derek X on the flex
We got, Lord Jamar, we got Alamo with the A, Ron Stud!
And my man Ep Rock
X, kick the flavor for me on this one
'Cause we gettin' ready to be out of here in a sec
Wild, New York raw as my voicebox soars I'll
Open your pores 'cause it's one of my chores
Kickin' beats to boggle rhythms, cuttin' rhymes to a schism
People often wonder and ask
Is I'm the best? Surely you jest, I'm not down with the rest
In fact, they failed the test
It's my vernacular that's simply spectacular
My bite is in your neck, it's the effect of Dracula
Man on a mission, go to school with low tuition
Can't even keep account, of the G's I be kissin'
But oh I beg your pardon, the race is startin'
The criminals is there and I'm the hardest of the hard
And it's a feet for you to meet me on any given day
The adjective, amazing, spelled with an 'A'
And a 'G' on the end, by usin' my pen
Set forth on a journey for the perfect blend
Rhymin' was a fad in the days of my dad
Now MC's is makin G's and goin' for bad
The X in my name makes it all official
Am I the King? Well that's the so-called issue
Rollin' off the tongue was the fresh one-liner
And CB talker was the zero one-niner
Took a slight drop from the tip of the top
Now I'm out for mines and I'm goin' to clock
What's mine on the line on a rhyme I will dine
Never ate the pig, can't deal with the swine
Keep on, yes my word is bond
Speakin' that knowledge like Farrakhan
'Cause it's ragtime!
Ah yeah it's ragged, let's do it!
Aight, now we got Lord J
Lord J, yo c'mon now
Kick, the flavor to this
Drop it like this (I'ma swing it like this)
I like to drop bass, 'cause when it hits, I bounce 'em
I do this with my seven and my one half ounces of brain
Which I contain, to manifest thought
The record is bought so I figure I ought to elaborate
(Might as well) as minds in turn collaborate
I speak the facts black, I don't exaggerate
I just get to the bare essential
Demandin' that I talk of my credentials, 'cause yo
I never slept, my mind was in the right place
Now let's take our steps and retrace
Back to a time, when black was defined
As original, God-like, supreme, divine
Refined is my mind that's why I'm buildin'
There was a void in New York but now it's filled in
By the Lord J, don't forget the A-M-A
To the R, now say I'm a star (you a star, J!)
Well you can be one too
Now here's all you got to do (whatcha gotta do?)
You got to know Knowledge of Self's the foundation
Know wisdom's the way to let it outcome
Understanding is the manifestation
And cultural freedom, the final turnout, 'cause it's ragtime
That's definitely ragtime
Now let me brag mine! Let me brag mine
Hit this in the 90's
Hey yo, bust it (here I go, here I go, here I go)
As I, stand as a pharoah and beat up on Eliza
Trick ends on my friends, 'cause Puba's not a miser
Last longer than a Duracell, or a Energizer
I got a little older but a whole lot wiser
When it comes to shootin' sides, I'm a damn good shooter
MC Grand Puba should be worshipped like a Buddha
I boogies to the rhythm, kicks all the flavortism
Damn I gets busy, though makin' rhyme I gets bizm
Always help another meaning sister or a brother
Just a little tip I picked up from my mother
Smooth as Ali Baba, once a week I see the barber
So honey pucker up 'cause I'm a damn good slobber
Mr. Exquisite, dressed in silk, Bally's made of lizard
So honey, what is it? (What is it?)
I rock a rhyme at a wedding, next tour I'm probably heading
You wanna beat like this? Check the stack of Otis Redding
I'm hurtin' like a blister, confusin' like Twister
Not a only child, four brothers and one sister
Not a rinky-dinky, never snackin' on a Twinkie
When it comes to flexin' I can bend like a Slinkie
So here comes the champ, to civilize a tramp
When brothers try to play me, that's when the Pub' gets amped
So 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 sometimes
Go no buzz on a Sunday. then it's back at work on Monday
Take my gear to the cleaner's, buy pants or a Beamer
Then I'm out, bangin' crackheads, I can do without
(Definitely, why not Puba? Why, why, why?) 'Cause it's ragtime
Ah, yeah
Now let's on the top with the 90s, y'all
Know I'm sayin'? You know I'm sayin'?
This is a brand new year
And we all brand new, brand new, brand new, yeah
Brand, brand new, brand new, yeah (let's check it like this)
Brand new, brand new yeah (let's check it like that)
Brand new, brand new, yeah (now you know what I'm sayin')
Young ladies, you gonna, can't wait
Kick this shit
Try to live
Yeah, yeah, yeah, eeh-hee!
Without the one...
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.18] Hit her, I mean let's hit this
[00:01.71] That's not straight
[00:03.49] Do it God, ya bwoy let's do it now seen?
[00:05.98] Here we go, let's pull it bwoy
[00:07.86] Aiyyo, check this out
[00:08.94] Brand Nubian gettin' ready to swing this ep'
[00:11.20] We got the Grand Puba, we got Derek X on the flex
[00:14.15] We got, Lord Jamar, we got Alamo with the A, Ron Stud!
[00:18.82] And my man Ep Rock
[00:19.10] X, kick the flavor for me on this one
[00:22.45] 'Cause we gettin' ready to be out of here in a sec
[00:24.92] Wild, New York raw as my voicebox soars I'll
[00:27.52] Open your pores 'cause it's one of my chores
[00:29.25] Kickin' beats to boggle rhythms, cuttin' rhymes to a schism
[00:31.89] People often wonder and ask
[00:33.54] Is I'm the best? Surely you jest, I'm not down with the rest
[00:36.99] In fact, they failed the test
[00:38.84] It's my vernacular that's simply spectacular
[00:40.74] My bite is in your neck, it's the effect of Dracula
[00:42.10] Man on a mission, go to school with low tuition
[00:45.19] Can't even keep account, of the G's I be kissin'
[00:47.66] But oh I beg your pardon, the race is startin'
[00:49.74] The criminals is there and I'm the hardest of the hard
[00:51.72] And it's a feet for you to meet me on any given day
[00:54.24] The adjective, amazing, spelled with an 'A'
[00:56.56] And a 'G' on the end, by usin' my pen
[00:58.45] Set forth on a journey for the perfect blend
[01:01.16] Rhymin' was a fad in the days of my dad
[01:03.01] Now MC's is makin G's and goin' for bad
[01:05.57] The X in my name makes it all official
[01:07.90] Am I the King? Well that's the so-called issue
[01:10.10] Rollin' off the tongue was the fresh one-liner
[01:12.26] And CB talker was the zero one-niner
[01:14.68] Took a slight drop from the tip of the top
[01:16.88] Now I'm out for mines and I'm goin' to clock
[01:18.82] What's mine on the line on a rhyme I will dine
[01:21.22] Never ate the pig, can't deal with the swine
[01:23.17] Keep on, yes my word is bond
[01:25.07] Speakin' that knowledge like Farrakhan
[01:27.75] 'Cause it's ragtime!
[01:28.86] Ah yeah it's ragged, let's do it!
[01:30.22] Aight, now we got Lord J
[01:31.66] Lord J, yo c'mon now
[01:33.89] Kick, the flavor to this
[01:35.46] Drop it like this (I'ma swing it like this)
[01:36.86] I like to drop bass, 'cause when it hits, I bounce 'em
[01:39.23] I do this with my seven and my one half ounces of brain
[01:41.74] Which I contain, to manifest thought
[01:43.80] The record is bought so I figure I ought to elaborate
[01:46.48] (Might as well) as minds in turn collaborate
[01:48.55] I speak the facts black, I don't exaggerate
[01:50.69] I just get to the bare essential
[01:53.14] Demandin' that I talk of my credentials, 'cause yo
[01:55.38] I never slept, my mind was in the right place
[01:57.41] Now let's take our steps and retrace
[01:59.37] Back to a time, when black was defined
[02:01.56] As original, God-like, supreme, divine
[02:04.37] Refined is my mind that's why I'm buildin'
[02:06.53] There was a void in New York but now it's filled in
[02:08.96] By the Lord J, don't forget the A-M-A
[02:10.94] To the R, now say I'm a star (you a star, J!)
[02:13.82] Well you can be one too
[02:14.94] Now here's all you got to do (whatcha gotta do?)
[02:17.41] You got to know Knowledge of Self's the foundation
[02:20.11] Know wisdom's the way to let it outcome
[02:22.42] Understanding is the manifestation
[02:24.53] And cultural freedom, the final turnout, 'cause it's ragtime
[02:27.34] That's definitely ragtime
[02:29.50] Now let me brag mine! Let me brag mine
[02:30.88] Hit this in the 90's
[02:33.57] Hey yo, bust it (here I go, here I go, here I go)
[02:35.45] As I, stand as a pharoah and beat up on Eliza
[02:37.61] Trick ends on my friends, 'cause Puba's not a miser
[02:40.13] Last longer than a Duracell, or a Energizer
[02:42.34] I got a little older but a whole lot wiser
[02:44.26] When it comes to shootin' sides, I'm a damn good shooter
[02:46.79] MC Grand Puba should be worshipped like a Buddha
[02:49.18] I boogies to the rhythm, kicks all the flavortism
[02:51.40] Damn I gets busy, though makin' rhyme I gets bizm
[02:53.59] Always help another meaning sister or a brother
[02:55.96] Just a little tip I picked up from my mother
[02:58.14] Smooth as Ali Baba, once a week I see the barber
[03:00.40] So honey pucker up 'cause I'm a damn good slobber
[03:02.60] Mr. Exquisite, dressed in silk, Bally's made of lizard
[03:05.24] So honey, what is it? (What is it?)
[03:06.90] I rock a rhyme at a wedding, next tour I'm probably heading
[03:09.36] You wanna beat like this? Check the stack of Otis Redding
[03:11.59] I'm hurtin' like a blister, confusin' like Twister
[03:14.07] Not a only child, four brothers and one sister
[03:16.29] Not a rinky-dinky, never snackin' on a Twinkie
[03:18.44] When it comes to flexin' I can bend like a Slinkie
[03:20.51] So here comes the champ, to civilize a tramp
[03:22.72] When brothers try to play me, that's when the Pub' gets amped
[03:24.10] So smile, here comes the picture, click!
[03:27.31] A humble type brother so don't play me as a vic'
[03:29.23] I can relate to the Good Times, the Cosby's on the sometimes
[03:31.71] Go no buzz on a Sunday. then it's back at work on Monday
[03:33.93] Take my gear to the cleaner's, buy pants or a Beamer
[03:36.36] Then I'm out, bangin' crackheads, I can do without
[03:38.31] (Definitely, why not Puba? Why, why, why?) 'Cause it's ragtime
[03:41.73] Ah, yeah
[03:43.33] Now let's on the top with the 90s, y'all
[03:46.65] Know I'm sayin'? You know I'm sayin'?
[03:49.12] This is a brand new year
[03:51.27] And we all brand new, brand new, brand new, yeah
[03:54.01] Brand, brand new, brand new, yeah (let's check it like this)
[03:57.10] Brand new, brand new yeah (let's check it like that)
[03:59.35] Brand new, brand new, yeah (now you know what I'm sayin')
[04:01.48] Young ladies, you gonna, can't wait
[04:06.89] Kick this shit
[04:08.65] Try to live
[04:10.85] Yeah, yeah, yeah, eeh-hee!
[04:12.74] Without the one...
[04:13.85]
[00:01.71] That's not straight
[00:03.49] Do it God, ya bwoy let's do it now seen?
[00:05.98] Here we go, let's pull it bwoy
[00:07.86] Aiyyo, check this out
[00:08.94] Brand Nubian gettin' ready to swing this ep'
[00:11.20] We got the Grand Puba, we got Derek X on the flex
[00:14.15] We got, Lord Jamar, we got Alamo with the A, Ron Stud!
[00:18.82] And my man Ep Rock
[00:19.10] X, kick the flavor for me on this one
[00:22.45] 'Cause we gettin' ready to be out of here in a sec
[00:24.92] Wild, New York raw as my voicebox soars I'll
[00:27.52] Open your pores 'cause it's one of my chores
[00:29.25] Kickin' beats to boggle rhythms, cuttin' rhymes to a schism
[00:31.89] People often wonder and ask
[00:33.54] Is I'm the best? Surely you jest, I'm not down with the rest
[00:36.99] In fact, they failed the test
[00:38.84] It's my vernacular that's simply spectacular
[00:40.74] My bite is in your neck, it's the effect of Dracula
[00:42.10] Man on a mission, go to school with low tuition
[00:45.19] Can't even keep account, of the G's I be kissin'
[00:47.66] But oh I beg your pardon, the race is startin'
[00:49.74] The criminals is there and I'm the hardest of the hard
[00:51.72] And it's a feet for you to meet me on any given day
[00:54.24] The adjective, amazing, spelled with an 'A'
[00:56.56] And a 'G' on the end, by usin' my pen
[00:58.45] Set forth on a journey for the perfect blend
[01:01.16] Rhymin' was a fad in the days of my dad
[01:03.01] Now MC's is makin G's and goin' for bad
[01:05.57] The X in my name makes it all official
[01:07.90] Am I the King? Well that's the so-called issue
[01:10.10] Rollin' off the tongue was the fresh one-liner
[01:12.26] And CB talker was the zero one-niner
[01:14.68] Took a slight drop from the tip of the top
[01:16.88] Now I'm out for mines and I'm goin' to clock
[01:18.82] What's mine on the line on a rhyme I will dine
[01:21.22] Never ate the pig, can't deal with the swine
[01:23.17] Keep on, yes my word is bond
[01:25.07] Speakin' that knowledge like Farrakhan
[01:27.75] 'Cause it's ragtime!
[01:28.86] Ah yeah it's ragged, let's do it!
[01:30.22] Aight, now we got Lord J
[01:31.66] Lord J, yo c'mon now
[01:33.89] Kick, the flavor to this
[01:35.46] Drop it like this (I'ma swing it like this)
[01:36.86] I like to drop bass, 'cause when it hits, I bounce 'em
[01:39.23] I do this with my seven and my one half ounces of brain
[01:41.74] Which I contain, to manifest thought
[01:43.80] The record is bought so I figure I ought to elaborate
[01:46.48] (Might as well) as minds in turn collaborate
[01:48.55] I speak the facts black, I don't exaggerate
[01:50.69] I just get to the bare essential
[01:53.14] Demandin' that I talk of my credentials, 'cause yo
[01:55.38] I never slept, my mind was in the right place
[01:57.41] Now let's take our steps and retrace
[01:59.37] Back to a time, when black was defined
[02:01.56] As original, God-like, supreme, divine
[02:04.37] Refined is my mind that's why I'm buildin'
[02:06.53] There was a void in New York but now it's filled in
[02:08.96] By the Lord J, don't forget the A-M-A
[02:10.94] To the R, now say I'm a star (you a star, J!)
[02:13.82] Well you can be one too
[02:14.94] Now here's all you got to do (whatcha gotta do?)
[02:17.41] You got to know Knowledge of Self's the foundation
[02:20.11] Know wisdom's the way to let it outcome
[02:22.42] Understanding is the manifestation
[02:24.53] And cultural freedom, the final turnout, 'cause it's ragtime
[02:27.34] That's definitely ragtime
[02:29.50] Now let me brag mine! Let me brag mine
[02:30.88] Hit this in the 90's
[02:33.57] Hey yo, bust it (here I go, here I go, here I go)
[02:35.45] As I, stand as a pharoah and beat up on Eliza
[02:37.61] Trick ends on my friends, 'cause Puba's not a miser
[02:40.13] Last longer than a Duracell, or a Energizer
[02:42.34] I got a little older but a whole lot wiser
[02:44.26] When it comes to shootin' sides, I'm a damn good shooter
[02:46.79] MC Grand Puba should be worshipped like a Buddha
[02:49.18] I boogies to the rhythm, kicks all the flavortism
[02:51.40] Damn I gets busy, though makin' rhyme I gets bizm
[02:53.59] Always help another meaning sister or a brother
[02:55.96] Just a little tip I picked up from my mother
[02:58.14] Smooth as Ali Baba, once a week I see the barber
[03:00.40] So honey pucker up 'cause I'm a damn good slobber
[03:02.60] Mr. Exquisite, dressed in silk, Bally's made of lizard
[03:05.24] So honey, what is it? (What is it?)
[03:06.90] I rock a rhyme at a wedding, next tour I'm probably heading
[03:09.36] You wanna beat like this? Check the stack of Otis Redding
[03:11.59] I'm hurtin' like a blister, confusin' like Twister
[03:14.07] Not a only child, four brothers and one sister
[03:16.29] Not a rinky-dinky, never snackin' on a Twinkie
[03:18.44] When it comes to flexin' I can bend like a Slinkie
[03:20.51] So here comes the champ, to civilize a tramp
[03:22.72] When brothers try to play me, that's when the Pub' gets amped
[03:24.10] So smile, here comes the picture, click!
[03:27.31] A humble type brother so don't play me as a vic'
[03:29.23] I can relate to the Good Times, the Cosby's on the sometimes
[03:31.71] Go no buzz on a Sunday. then it's back at work on Monday
[03:33.93] Take my gear to the cleaner's, buy pants or a Beamer
[03:36.36] Then I'm out, bangin' crackheads, I can do without
[03:38.31] (Definitely, why not Puba? Why, why, why?) 'Cause it's ragtime
[03:41.73] Ah, yeah
[03:43.33] Now let's on the top with the 90s, y'all
[03:46.65] Know I'm sayin'? You know I'm sayin'?
[03:49.12] This is a brand new year
[03:51.27] And we all brand new, brand new, brand new, yeah
[03:54.01] Brand, brand new, brand new, yeah (let's check it like this)
[03:57.10] Brand new, brand new yeah (let's check it like that)
[03:59.35] Brand new, brand new, yeah (now you know what I'm sayin')
[04:01.48] Young ladies, you gonna, can't wait
[04:06.89] Kick this shit
[04:08.65] Try to live
[04:10.85] Yeah, yeah, yeah, eeh-hee!
[04:12.74] Without the one...
[04:13.85]