Intro/Chorus: Lord Jamar, Grand Puba




Straight Outta Now Rule, Brand Nu Keepin Cool



We Drop A Jewel And Never Stoppin What We Do



Always Do What We Must, Everything That We Touch



Is Going Platinum Plus, Comin Thru In A Clutch



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Verse One: Lord Jamar, Grand Puba




A Lot Of Y'all Niggas Is 85th, On Some Shady Shit



Bark Is Much Worse Than Your Bite Like A Baby Pit



In The Pitch Dark Of The Night You's Afraid To Get Exposed



Like The Sunlight Which Rose In The Morning



Froze In A Gunfight, Forcing Those Who Run With You To Reevaluate



Affiliations



We Salivate From Hunger, Placed In Fucked Up Situations



And Wonder When Retaliation Will Occur



Build Destroy H-he Or Her



It's Time To Fill The Void, Niggas Kill The Noise



To The Young Boys, You Fuckin With A Grown-ass Man



Watch Your Tone Or Get Acquainted With The Back Of My Hand



Nubian Brand Steadily Influencin Fans



For Other Rappers We Gon' Ruin Your Plans



What We Doin Stands As A Motto



Like Grace Jones' Nipple To The Bottle



We Pioneer And Never Follow



We're Out For The Lion's Share Now Watch Me Take It There




Yeah, My Verbal Clarity Speaks For My Popularity



Sell 5 Million CDs And Give The Proceeds To My Favorite Charity



Son, I Ain't Gonna Super Splash You With No Fantasy Island Shit



I Mean I Work Hard For What I Got And I Be Thankful For What I Get



And If You Practice, Spit Your Verbs Properly, Not Sloppily



Like Monopoly, You Can End Up With Cheese, Whips And Property



Oh Damn, Silly Of Me, I Forgot To Let Y'all Know



It's One Thing You Should Never Do In This Game And That's Sell Your Soul



I Make A Lot Of Sense Then I Go And Make The Dollars



Work Hard Like Blue Collars, Ghett