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To the Right

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  • Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right
    Wanna give a shout to my man pos k
    My man big daddy, he's cool
    Now rule mob
    Check it out
    Well honey here's a hickie, puba's not a quickie
    When it comes to skins, god damn i'm picky
    Who will be the princess to occupy the prince?
    And if she's less than **** i hope the limo's got tints
    Now honey, you see this may sound profound
    But let me love you down
    And if i'm uptown i'm back downtown
    All the skins i've been in i gets no frowns
    You see doo-doo mc's, really think they can outlast..
    I smell gas
    As a yung'un i was thefty, born as a lefty
    The rhymes i drop, somethin more than hefty
    Roll like a ranger, puba's no stranger
    For those who try to diss me - uh-oh, danger
    Used to drink the olde e, coolers, just be goldie
    When i played soccer with the dreads that play goalie
    Here steps the one that's capable, of slaughterin
    For those who wanna bite get the catalogue, start orderin
    Cause - puba's **** is on stock ock
    I shape the wig like a woodblock
    I like to dip dip dive, a benz i'm soon to drive
    I guess you can call this my nine to five
    I send my lust to scoop skins with my skin buster
    Freak the mind and butt behind and i gots the georgia
    But hang on for a sec!
    You don't have to worry about the puba gettin wreck
    Cause to me see it's more than likely
    And if i flow too fast, let me, slow down slightly
    Let's take a trip expenses paid money grip
    Don't flake or flam, cause puba's not havin it
    [derek x/sadat x]
    Derek x to the right
    C'mon and clap your hands for zulu nation
    C'mon and clap your hands for zulu
    C'mon and clap your hands for zulu nation
    C'mon and clap your hands for zulu
    You see me rock a video and slam **** up on _feels so good_
    There was no doubt about it, cause i knew that i would
    Before i kick these lyrics that i rip and i rule with
    This girl done tried to cram cause she was down with the old school
    She.. smacked me, attacked me, harassed me til i swung
    But i made her see stars cause her bell rung
    (see an uptown girl is much different than a downtown girl!)
    No.. i'm.. not a wife beater
    No.. i'm.. not a girl cheater
    I nipped this problem in the bud
    With my force from the rule and my man ron.. stud..
    (word to life!)
    So give a shout if you know what i'm talkin about
    And if you don't then brother you're lost
    I had a boss, traded it in for a horse
    It died, i made glue, it's no loss
    I'm the boss at my job cause i hire all workers
    Tired of the sob story tear jerkers
    Compassion, for fashion never seen in our slums
    Never sold work, never handled no gems
    So que sera sera as the fat lady sings
    But when the bell toll is the song i sing
    Taken up the flights, whether uptown or crown heights
    I pound a bunch of you after lunch cause i do right
    Appear from the rear with my clan, and i'm the cave bear
    Rip up the street on my worldwide tear
    So loudly my troops, and let's form three groups
    Wreck time is here, so let's get paid on free loops
    [lord jamar]
    Allah jamar to the right
    Peace god! (yo knowledge the god) peace god!
    You're captivated by the science cause the lesson's mathematical
    Jamar rockin the jam, is an emphatical
    Y, equal, knowledge born
    I go on, although clothes get torn
    By weaker cypher men.. cause what came from my pen
    Made 'em lust, now i must
    Rush out the back door, in-to the alley
    Girls in pursuit, enough to form a rally
    I didn't wanna scuff up my brand new bally's
    So i made a quick dip, like i was goin back to cali
    Took the lear jet, don't fear yet
    Comin on your earset!
    So as i hit program, you know i'm gonna slam
    Cause even in my name there's a funky live "jam"
    Don't eat spam or no types of ham
    Polite to all women so i say, "yes ma'am!"
    Sniffin a gram ain't flam, it's kinda weak
    Jamar i keep you open through the rhymes i speak
    Not down with a frat, no i ain't no greek
    _a message from a blackman_ is what you seek!
  • Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right
    Wanna give a shout to my man pos k
    My man big daddy, he's cool
    Now rule mob
    Check it out
    Well honey here's a hickie, puba's not a quickie
    When it comes to skins, god damn i'm picky
    Who will be the princess to occupy the prince?
    And if she's less than **** i hope the limo's got tints
    Now honey, you see this may sound profound
    But let me love you down
    And if i'm uptown i'm back downtown
    All the skins i've been in i gets no frowns
    You see doo-doo mc's, really think they can outlast..
    I smell gas
    As a yung'un i was thefty, born as a lefty
    The rhymes i drop, somethin more than hefty
    Roll like a ranger, puba's no stranger
    For those who try to diss me - uh-oh, danger
    Used to drink the olde e, coolers, just be goldie
    When i played soccer with the dreads that play goalie
    Here steps the one that's capable, of slaughterin
    For those who wanna bite get the catalogue, start orderin
    Cause - puba's **** is on stock ock
    I shape the wig like a woodblock
    I like to dip dip dive, a benz i'm soon to drive
    I guess you can call this my nine to five
    I send my lust to scoop skins with my skin buster
    Freak the mind and butt behind and i gots the georgia
    But hang on for a sec!
    You don't have to worry about the puba gettin wreck
    Cause to me see it's more than likely
    And if i flow too fast, let me, slow down slightly
    Let's take a trip expenses paid money grip
    Don't flake or flam, cause puba's not havin it
    [derek x/sadat x]
    Derek x to the right
    C'mon and clap your hands for zulu nation
    C'mon and clap your hands for zulu
    C'mon and clap your hands for zulu nation
    C'mon and clap your hands for zulu
    You see me rock a video and slam **** up on _feels so good_
    There was no doubt about it, cause i knew that i would
    Before i kick these lyrics that i rip and i rule with
    This girl done tried to cram cause she was down with the old school
    She.. smacked me, attacked me, harassed me til i swung
    But i made her see stars cause her bell rung
    (see an uptown girl is much different than a downtown girl!)
    No.. i'm.. not a wife beater
    No.. i'm.. not a girl cheater
    I nipped this problem in the bud
    With my force from the rule and my man ron.. stud..
    (word to life!)
    So give a shout if you know what i'm talkin about
    And if you don't then brother you're lost
    I had a boss, traded it in for a horse
    It died, i made glue, it's no loss
    I'm the boss at my job cause i hire all workers
    Tired of the sob story tear jerkers
    Compassion, for fashion never seen in our slums
    Never sold work, never handled no gems
    So que sera sera as the fat lady sings
    But when the bell toll is the song i sing
    Taken up the flights, whether uptown or crown heights
    I pound a bunch of you after lunch cause i do right
    Appear from the rear with my clan, and i'm the cave bear
    Rip up the street on my worldwide tear
    So loudly my troops, and let's form three groups
    Wreck time is here, so let's get paid on free loops
    [lord jamar]
    Allah jamar to the right
    Peace god! (yo knowledge the god) peace god!
    You're captivated by the science cause the lesson's mathematical
    Jamar rockin the jam, is an emphatical
    Y, equal, knowledge born
    I go on, although clothes get torn
    By weaker cypher men.. cause what came from my pen
    Made 'em lust, now i must
    Rush out the back door, in-to the alley
    Girls in pursuit, enough to form a rally
    I didn't wanna scuff up my brand new bally's
    So i made a quick dip, like i was goin back to cali
    Took the lear jet, don't fear yet
    Comin on your earset!
    So as i hit program, you know i'm gonna slam
    Cause even in my name there's a funky live "jam"
    Don't eat spam or no types of ham
    Polite to all women so i say, "yes ma'am!"
    Sniffin a gram ain't flam, it's kinda weak
    Jamar i keep you open through the rhymes i speak
    Not down with a frat, no i ain't no greek
    _a message from a blackman_ is what you seek!