[Lord Jamar]


Once Again It's The Dread And The Bald Head


Won't Be Satisfied Til The Devil's I See Em All Dead


Layin In A Mass Grave, For The Past Slaves They Were Stayin


Do You Think A Nigga Forgot? Matter Fact


My Trigger's Hot, You Blink You Gettin Shot


And If The Weather's Hot, Your Body's Gonna Stink When It Rot


Lord J Got The Arms, Sadat Got The Bombs


We Don't Feel Shit, You Cried A Hit On Ya Moms


Now Leave The Bloody Bitch In A Ditch


Get'cha Pretty Penny If The Mother Of My Enemy


My Brother's Sendin Me Four Bursts From Down South


And For The Lies You Told, I'ma Buck You In The Mouth


Now What The F***'s This All About?




[Sadat X]


Everybody Gotta Weapon


Who's Gonna Let Burst The First Shot? Hmm, I Thought Not


Feel The Battle, Tell Darryl That His First-born Is Dead


Shot In The Back By The Task Force


I'm Mistakin Your Face In A Similar Face


Got Em Murdered


Much Like How The Buffalo Is Herded By The Pale Face


Who Threw Some Game On The Indian, Who Got Jerked For New York


You Better Walk, Got Caught Then Wear Your Vest


We Might Throw Somethin That's Hollow


Brand Nubian Ain't Never Been The Ones, To Follow Nobody


We Gotta Lotta Arms But I Like To Pump The Shotty




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Now What The F***'s This All About?




[Lord Jamar]


It's All About Brothers Risin Up, Wisin Up


Sizin Up A Situation, But Gettin Fit Within The Nation


No Deviation, A Straight Pathways Down My Wrath


I Sing Sounds Of Math On Behalf


Of The Gods And The Earths, Birthplace In Space


You Be F***in With My Turf When You Be F***in With My Race


Now Face, Your Maker And Take Your Last Breath


The Time Is Half Past Death


Now What The F***'s This All About?




[Sadat X]


If You're Less Than A Man, In My Eyes


Then Your Head's Off, And I'ma Set Off The Wheels


MotherF*** The Baby Seals Or Savin The Whales


All The Crack Sells, It's The Armageddon


............... So Cancel The Wettin


Go In The Garage, Find That Old Camouflage


Blend In Like A Mirage And Explode


Take Nothin Lightly, Crackers Shootin Nightly


Cos I Don't Need Nobody That's Gon' Shoot Me In The Back


Black People Show 'n' Act And When They Front, That's Wack




Hook (x6)