Brand Nubian - Nubian Jam

eem all the fellas understand what it feel 
cos it's a Nubian Jam and everthing's real 
*repeat* 

Verse One: Lord Jamar 

It's time to blow up the spot, anything you was in, you're thru the roof 
All the jams we done been thru is proof 
We blend truth, with mathematics doin acrobatics over beats 
The sound dramatic when it played in Landrover jeeps 
I know my peeps is in the front of the stage 
smokin blunts with the strokin stunts, ready to set it 
when the word is given, I know you heard how we was livin 
Never takin no shit, just stayin clever and makin the hits 
Shakin the tits of the honeys when they jump 
Makin money's what we bump cos slumps is for chumps 
and we pumps, worldwide, girls slide backstage 
Lookin for a free ride, legs divide at a young age 
Lord Jamar is like Jesus, speakin in parables 
and to devil's is cemarable 
to see this, but they ain't got no choice 
No escapin the penetration of the voice 

Chorus (x2) 

Verse Two: Sadat X 

And I watched and I watched and I watched then I looked 
The X is like no other who can drop it in the rain 
I'm not that high, so give me back my lighter 
Stage right in the party at night, I'm in the shadows 
Thinkin bout returnin to the spotlight 
The X is top flight, ESPN highlight 
From, throughout the rhythm, I give em what I give em 
Oil slickness on that ass like *?Ewin?* 
I know what I'm doin, leave your whole town ruined 
Brand Nubian, the name alone stands 
Overseas fans be shoutin different accents 
So hence the black prince from 2-0 
Soft-spoken but my words comprehended by the herds 
Goin back to the days past the ol' gun phase 
All stare in amaze or get caught with the rays 
Cos the X is like the master of the phrase..... 

Chorus: Laura Alfored 

Seem all the fellas understand what you feel 
cos it's a Nubian Jam and everthing's real 
*repeat x3* 

Verse Three: Sadat X, Lord Jamar 

I want the mic in the clutch 
cos it's too cold to hold, and too hot to touch 
I'm like the thoroughbred searchin for cheese 
You can't cut off the head of a fatal disease 

MC's freeze at thirty-two degrees below 
Justice served, now watch us bust this herd 
in the head with another jam set by the brother man 
Letters for the other man, understand 

Chorus: Laura Alfored 

Seem all the fellas understand what you feel 
cos it's a Nubian Jam and everthing's real 
*repeat 3X*