The Beat Change Lyrics by Brand Nubian

The Beat Change Lyrics

    [Sadat X]
    Somebody went gold in the Billboard, it was a X, but it was Mia
    Young boys ran to me in the local pizzeria
    He said, "You Jamar and Haji man y'all hot to death.
    Can y'all save what's left, or at least make a claim?"
    Shorty remind me of myself when I started in this game
    and through years I'm basically the same, as are my brothers
    I'm the eight track flashback before the days of crack
    Is it real or an act, fuck it, let's save the kids
    Yeah you all about war, why you tryin to die for?
    Yeah them niggaz real raw but you sleepin on the floor
    Yeah I walk through the Valley with my man Spark and Allie
    Days of money, in Harlem Week '85
    with the Captain's hats, and my father's old guns
    Before I had a daughter, and before they had sons
    I stay the hypnotizer, style's a tranquilizer
    Got you feelin all loose, wettin up the goose
    The great Datty X and I'm hear to say
    You can always find me around the way

    [Lord Jamar]
    Uhh, I be that kid with the dreads that remember
    when I hid from the Feds, plus I always did what I said
    I was gonna do, talk shit, right in front of you
    Never forfeit, on top, we do it non stop
    Remember when we let the bomb drop
    with more jewels than a pawn shop from the school
    of the hard knocks, straight off the Now Rule block
    Powerful aftershocks with the strength of Master locks
    We got you in a paradox, between a rock and a hard place
    We got the hard bass
    And erybody's gon' get a taste, get your plate
    First we had to let it marinate, now we straight, uhh
    Five mics is how we rate, stand with us
    And stand amongst the likes of the great scandalous
    Cats, try they best to decipher the tape
    What we manifest still gets blessed in every state

    [Grand Puba]
    Hey listen here dog a nigga keep it spicy hot
    Rhyme flow stay straighter than six o'clock
    Hustle rhymes like a nigga hustle shit on the block
    The shit is work and got a 4.6 in the lot
    I hustle knowledge, charge tuition like a college
    My wisdom hold me down in town like Jackie Brown
    I teach _Dangerous Minds_, like that chick Michelle Pfeffeir
    That's why the Gods check got at least 6 cypher
    My Justice Cypher Born, I ain't no helpless type nigga
    like a gat without a trigga I got the figure to make figures
    For years I've been doin this thing I do
    Since Ralph McDaniel's video show was on channel U
    Station 31, vice grip channel changer son
    The show was the banger, came in clear with a hanger
    Top notch status watch the God get it flamin
    Herbal with the verbal, drop top twin turbo
    Blazin for the year, born build to 2 G's
    Flow like these, help the God stack cheese
    Summer Jet-Ski, trunk with TV's
    Sittin under tropic trees with iced teas
    Mind stay positive black, guaranteed
    to grab the top dollar, more pull than the Rottweiler

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