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Nitty Gritty (Remix)

This is a remix

To what?

It's a remix

To what?

It's a remix

Let's get right down toThe nitty gritty

The nitty gritty

The nitty gritty

The nitty gritty

The nitty gritty

The nitty gritty

Let's get right down

To the nitty grittyBorn again, a soul bend blends

K.M.D. and Brand Nubian, friends

X-tends to grip palm and causin' calm in

His knowledge of self, so commence to bombin'

As alarmin' as a beep from your beeper

What you needed was a wake-up call to the sun, you sleeperYou don't wants get woke by the wolf, does ya?

Naaah, good guessin'

Switch the pitch up, another session

From the infamous God Squad

You see, we's all peas in the same pod, God

Odd after 7, my attribute is even

My tolerance is gone and my word is bondYou see the Nitwits knockin'

Preach, "The Lord'll change your life around"

I figure I just saw Jamar the other day uptown

Give him a pound, it's no puzzle, they musta

Been guzzlin' that 85 proof, ask BustaQuestion number one, how can you go wrong?

K.M.D., can I sing this song? Sho' nuff

The nitty gritty, do the nitty gritty

Get on down and let's do the nitty gritty

Busta Rhymes from the top of Chill City

Flippin' on the rhythm, showin' you that I get busy

Stand up for the right of the young and the witty

Movin' inconspicuous like a baby kittyMoved to the island and I left the urban city

Whylin' in the Island till I find a young bitty

Baby doll, well, I never ever fall

Hard, let the God Squad in the dancehall

K.M.D., Brand Nubian

Leaders of the New School always be chillin'

Hold up, so I can get illy

First to interfere here and I'm comin' back sillyNow I feel the vibes of the choco in the Philly

You know you can't fuck because we rippin' it, Smitty

I know you love this song

Won't you do that to break the dawn

Onyx, God, tell me what is going on?What, what goes? As far as I know, see, bros

Are havin' trouble knowin' who's friends and who's foes

The worst Devil is a black Devil

Because you come disguised as a wolf in sheep's clothes

Like Preacher Porkchop who keeps the church clappin'

Mo' comes the money, mo' money got him yappin'

He sucks your bucks, so his pockets fatten

He's got some guts, he pimp-struts up to StatenIsland, I be chillin' in Long Island, Long Beach

Hippin' Gods to they culture with the strong speech

I build with the Nubians I chill with

I fill with my zig-zag-zig

I never lived big, I never lived large, I never lived fat

The Devil man in this land, he won't allow that

So brother man, I don't wanna bust you

But if you don't know the Devil, gee, I can't trust youKnowmsayin', man?

You just can't brothers

Who don't know what time it is

True indeed, true indeed, yo

So Lord J

Yo, that's true indeed

And I know the time of the day

Lord Jamar, goes like thisLife's hardships, stones are placed and one must face

Trips, falls and spills to kills and 'cause mishaps

These are some of his traps but I got a jewel, that needs

No gift wrap, so just receive, believe when shown the light

The Devil gets left, the Gods gotta get right to the source

Of our loss, stop wearin' the cross, do for self, kill that

"Yes, sir, boss," and when you do, from the other you won't beg

Can't you see my brother, you're the Arma-Legga-LegArm, supreme head, and instead of relyin', why don't you

Start tryin'? You say try is to fail, I say try is an attempt

'Cause when you stop tryin' that makes victory exempt, from your

Cipher, the life you lead is not hype, the blackman was not born

To be a gutter snipe or an alley cat, you should be steppin'

To the rally fat, not just with dough, but with the knowledge

You know, so, get up and go, get yourself a book of life

Instead of living life like a hookerGet some knowledge of self and do for self

Yo man, brothers ain't tryin' to check it out

You know what I'm sayin'?

Crack, crack them skulls, manI see some so crazy deaths

Men, from head to toe they're full of lead

I flipped a brick, nah, I build a fort instead

So I taught children 'fore I flipped

'Cause in actuality my man's mentality was stripped

I dipped back to the roots, I am a king with ranks

Cream in the coffee, clay thing, no thanks

Why play the role like all silly teens?

I'm the black bowling ball knockin' pins to smithereensEach teach in every town, relate that

The God Squad is like Homey the Clown, we don't play that

Coon, jiggaboo, Uncle Toms in the mix

Give me a, in reverse, Psalms 82 and 6

"All Gods, and children of the Most High"

Cave-guys still fry in the sun, don't deny

I got a third eye sight vibe that don't lie

I am the lion, goodnight, defyin' evil's the bull's eyeIt's like this and my word is bond

This is a modern type of style, look at what I did

A Devil still can't build a pyramid

I dug a tunnel to Asia, wrote a speech with a laser

Rush your brain with a new genetic strain

The God in God's clothing, and the Devil's loathing

Got enemies, but I really don't give a damn

I smacked a man 'cause he tried to serve a plate of hamDisguised in a patty, my uncle Trevor's natty dread

He got a [Incomprehensible], used to be a foot fet'

The city [Incomprehensible] and I forgot to mention

That I'm the word buff, yes, enough is enough

Zig-zag-zig, watch the blackman get big and burst

The blackman is first

I drive a black Hearse and I bury all the Devils

With K.M.D. I can raise up my levelsThe nitty gritty

The nitty gritty

The nitty gritty

The nitty gritty

The nitty gritty and my

The nitty gritty and my

The nitty gritty

And my word is bondThe nitty gritty

The nitty gritty and my

The nitty gritty

The nitty gritty and my

The nitty gritty

The nitty gritty and my

The nitty gritty

And my word is bond

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