Step To The Rear

Step To The Rear
Ayyo Stud, bust it
Step to the rear, Grand Pu is on arrival
Raised in the ghetto singin' songs called survival
Runnin' 'round town givin' all the girls Puba snacks,
I wouldn't try to steal the style, you just might catch a cardiac
Figured the way to get paid is to grab the mic, rehearse, ya know
Smooth as Jermaine, so honey don't take it personal
There's no need to try to diss the swinger,
Baby, all you get is two snaps up and the finger
The Babalu bad boy, a threat to the paranoid,
You try to step to this? It's void
A new hit from the Grand Man, with nights like the Sandman,
Gain for awake in case I gotta stomp a head out
Busted is a trick that's not up my sleeve,
It's possessed with finesse, and it works when I breathe
Paid in the shade with an A, that's the grade,
With the papes that I made from this trade
So get hip to the grip, you know where to slide the chips
If you want to cash in on the wins
Grand Puba and I love to hit skins

\"And you know what?\"
\"I've got a song to sing\" \"Oh bay-bay!\"
\"I've got a song to sing\" \"Here we go\"
\"I've got a song to sing\" \"Oh bay-bay!\"
\"I've got a song to sing\" Follow me now
\"Okay everybody\"
\"Okay everybody\"
\"Okay everybody\"
\"Okay everybody\"
\"Okay everybody\"
\"Okay everybody\"
Grand Puba, the higher mystic ruler, keep a 40 in the cooler
She don't know me, Money Grip, you better school 'er
Before I have to play her is a foul way,
And catch a quick short stay at the Holiday
Now forecast as I won't be playin' soccer with the dreads
Ball is my hobby, doin' wonders in the bed
From full-size, to king-size, to queen-size, to high-rise,
Even bunk beds, I know how to work the leg
If Pu ain't the answer, then you must be sick as cancer,
Smooth romancer, let it ring, I'll probably answer
So come take a dip with your private dancer
Nasty, naughty, over six foot call me shorty
But I'm long, I'm like Stretch Armstrong,
I go, on and on and on and on
Never in a scandal and I'm never caught schemin'
Knew Pu was dope ever since I was semen
Swimmin' in my daddy's big nuts
But now I'm scoopin' girls with the big ole butts
Arise to respond for the Max-well,
Ask well, hell, it don't even matter
Puba ain't game for the shit chit-chatter
\"Puba's in town, oh shit, let's scatter\"
You can hide that ass, but it just don't matter
The 90s is here, Pu is on a mash-out
Huns that I've done always seem to pass out
But hun wake that ass up, this ain't the place to crash out
You try to play me? I have to throw that ass out
Foes and hoes, good riddance
'Cause when Puba comes out, there'll be no skiddin'
I'll slide upstairs and see Chuck at the chop shop,
Tell 'I'm fade the size, let a wolf on top
Reel and reel and soul to soul
Honey, heel to heel and toe to toe
It really doesn't make a diff, I'm not the type to riff,
I might smoke a spliff, but I won't sniff
And ya don't stop (\"Okay everybody\")
Now I'mma end it like this
I'm like Superfly Snuka, know how to hook a hooker,
Caught her on looker, know where I took her,
To the short stay, around my way,
And like Monie say, \"it was the perfect way\"
I caught a verse from the Christian, and it goes \"Praise the Lord\"
Skins lined up on a wharf for when I'm bored
I'm from Now Rule, I'm in the right mood,
And if you like the way that this flows, well that's cool
See this is no illusion, the style is too confusin'
If you try to bite, then you're cruisin' for a bruisin'
Back up, sonny, and let me make my money,
Then I'm straight, I got a date at eight
So see you brothers later, time to motivate
Yeah, now bust it

I'd like to give a shout to my Brand Nubian brothers, Lord Jamar, God Allah,
Derrick X on the flex, and Alamo.
And we gonna give a shout to the SD50s who pumped this. And I'm-a say, yo, peace