Straight Outta Now Rule Lyrics
| Song | Straight Outta Now Rule |
| Artist | Brand Nubian |
| Album | Foundation |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dechalus, Dixon, Hall, Murphy | |
| Intro/Chorus: | |
| Lord Jamar, | |
| Grand Puba | |
| Straight outta | |
| Now Rule, | |
| Brand Nu keepin cool | |
| We drop a jewel and never stoppin what we do | |
| Always do what we must, everything that we touch is going platinum plus, comin thru in a clutch *repeat* | |
| Verse One: | |
| Lord Jamar, | |
| Grand Puba | |
| A lot of y'all niggas is 85th, on some shady shit | |
| Bark is much worse than your bite like a baby pit | |
| In the pitch dark of the night you's afraid to get exposed like the sunlight which rose in the morning | |
| Froze in a gunfight, forcing those who run with you to reevaluate affiliations | |
| We salivate from hunger, placed in fucked up situations and wonder when retaliation will occur | |
| Build destroy | |
| H-he or her | |
| It's time to fill the void, niggas kill the noise | |
| To the young boys, you fuckin with a grown-ass man | |
| Watch your tone or get acquainted with the back of my hand | |
| Nubian Brand steadily influencin fans | |
| For other rappers we gon' ruin your plans | |
| What we doin stands as a motto | |
| Like Grace | |
| Jones' nipple to the bottle | |
| We pioneer and never follow | |
| We're out for the lion's share now watch me take it there | |
| Yeah, my verbal clarity speaks for my popularity | |
| Sell 5 million | |
| CDs and give the proceeds to my favorite charity | |
| Son, I ain't gonna super splash you with no | |
| Fantasy Island shit | |
| I mean I work hard for what | |
| I got and | |
| I be thankful for what | |
| I get And if you practice, spit your verbs properly, not sloppily | |
| Like monopoly, you can end up with cheese, whips and property | |
| Oh damn, silly of me, | |
| I forgot to let y'all know it's one thing you should never do in this game and that's sell your soul | |
| I make a lot of sense then | |
| I go and make the dollars | |
| Work hard like blue collars, ghetto scholars is hard to follow | |
| Niggas say it's real rough today and | |
| I say what you say | |
| They promised me 40 acres and a mule and all | |
| I got was a project and a subway | |
| I stay positive, niggas mistake that for not hard | |
| Nigga I'm | |
| GOD, walk thru | |
| North America like | |
| Master Farrad | |
| Me and my squad, separating the peas from the pod | |
| No bodyguard, fuck around and roll a tank thru your yard | |
| Chorus Verse | |
| Two: Sadat | |
| X Yeah Man, these dick-in-the-butt rappers could get shot in the face | |
| Dragged thru the streets and probably left some place | |
| I seem shootouts in the park | |
| Ball games turned tragic, bitch niggas gettin smacked and smacked again in front of they girl, and she's throwing away that ass | |
| And I ain't really asked for it cos a lot of niggas tore it | |
| And yes, my man | |
| Hav had bought me something from | |
| VA I was gonna hit him with doe but he ain't reall want no shorts | |
| Cos we had worked together and he knew | |
| I was true blue | |
| Man, I swore | |
| I would never go to | |
| VA again until | |
| I found out who killed my best friend | |
| I can tell by the wind somebody's gettin ready to bend | |
| They lifestyle's bout to end | |
| I'm in these | |
| African cabs on stores run by the | |
| Arabs with pictures of yen, seem like they schemin | |
| Herculoid cats get flattened and reduced to pitchin | |
| That girl gave you crabs but | |
| I can't explain those scabs [Grand Puba] | |
| Ha ha, where we at? | |
| Flash one-time | |
| Chorus (x2) | |
| Ha, '98, too soon | |
| Brand Nubian, what? |
| zuo ci : Dechalus, Dixon, Hall, Murphy | |
| Intro Chorus: | |
| Lord Jamar, | |
| Grand Puba | |
| Straight outta | |
| Now Rule, | |
| Brand Nu keepin cool | |
| We drop a jewel and never stoppin what we do | |
| Always do what we must, everything that we touch is going platinum plus, comin thru in a clutch repeat | |
| Verse One: | |
| Lord Jamar, | |
| Grand Puba | |
| A lot of y' all niggas is 85th, on some shady shit | |
| Bark is much worse than your bite like a baby pit | |
| In the pitch dark of the night you' s afraid to get exposed like the sunlight which rose in the morning | |
| Froze in a gunfight, forcing those who run with you to reevaluate affiliations | |
| We salivate from hunger, placed in fucked up situations and wonder when retaliation will occur | |
| Build destroy | |
| Hhe or her | |
| It' s time to fill the void, niggas kill the noise | |
| To the young boys, you fuckin with a grownass man | |
| Watch your tone or get acquainted with the back of my hand | |
| Nubian Brand steadily influencin fans | |
| For other rappers we gon' ruin your plans | |
| What we doin stands as a motto | |
| Like Grace | |
| Jones' nipple to the bottle | |
| We pioneer and never follow | |
| We' re out for the lion' s share now watch me take it there | |
| Yeah, my verbal clarity speaks for my popularity | |
| Sell 5 million | |
| CDs and give the proceeds to my favorite charity | |
| Son, I ain' t gonna super splash you with no | |
| Fantasy Island shit | |
| I mean I work hard for what | |
| I got and | |
| I be thankful for what | |
| I get And if you practice, spit your verbs properly, not sloppily | |
| Like monopoly, you can end up with cheese, whips and property | |
| Oh damn, silly of me, | |
| I forgot to let y' all know it' s one thing you should never do in this game and that' s sell your soul | |
| I make a lot of sense then | |
| I go and make the dollars | |
| Work hard like blue collars, ghetto scholars is hard to follow | |
| Niggas say it' s real rough today and | |
| I say what you say | |
| They promised me 40 acres and a mule and all | |
| I got was a project and a subway | |
| I stay positive, niggas mistake that for not hard | |
| Nigga I' m | |
| GOD, walk thru | |
| North America like | |
| Master Farrad | |
| Me and my squad, separating the peas from the pod | |
| No bodyguard, fuck around and roll a tank thru your yard | |
| Chorus Verse | |
| Two: Sadat | |
| X Yeah Man, these dickinthebutt rappers could get shot in the face | |
| Dragged thru the streets and probably left some place | |
| I seem shootouts in the park | |
| Ball games turned tragic, bitch niggas gettin smacked and smacked again in front of they girl, and she' s throwing away that ass | |
| And I ain' t really asked for it cos a lot of niggas tore it | |
| And yes, my man | |
| Hav had bought me something from | |
| VA I was gonna hit him with doe but he ain' t reall want no shorts | |
| Cos we had worked together and he knew | |
| I was true blue | |
| Man, I swore | |
| I would never go to | |
| VA again until | |
| I found out who killed my best friend | |
| I can tell by the wind somebody' s gettin ready to bend | |
| They lifestyle' s bout to end | |
| I' m in these | |
| African cabs on stores run by the | |
| Arabs with pictures of yen, seem like they schemin | |
| Herculoid cats get flattened and reduced to pitchin | |
| That girl gave you crabs but | |
| I can' t explain those scabs Grand Puba | |
| Ha ha, where we at? | |
| Flash onetime | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Ha, ' 98, too soon | |
| Brand Nubian, what? |
| zuò cí : Dechalus, Dixon, Hall, Murphy | |
| Intro Chorus: | |
| Lord Jamar, | |
| Grand Puba | |
| Straight outta | |
| Now Rule, | |
| Brand Nu keepin cool | |
| We drop a jewel and never stoppin what we do | |
| Always do what we must, everything that we touch is going platinum plus, comin thru in a clutch repeat | |
| Verse One: | |
| Lord Jamar, | |
| Grand Puba | |
| A lot of y' all niggas is 85th, on some shady shit | |
| Bark is much worse than your bite like a baby pit | |
| In the pitch dark of the night you' s afraid to get exposed like the sunlight which rose in the morning | |
| Froze in a gunfight, forcing those who run with you to reevaluate affiliations | |
| We salivate from hunger, placed in fucked up situations and wonder when retaliation will occur | |
| Build destroy | |
| Hhe or her | |
| It' s time to fill the void, niggas kill the noise | |
| To the young boys, you fuckin with a grownass man | |
| Watch your tone or get acquainted with the back of my hand | |
| Nubian Brand steadily influencin fans | |
| For other rappers we gon' ruin your plans | |
| What we doin stands as a motto | |
| Like Grace | |
| Jones' nipple to the bottle | |
| We pioneer and never follow | |
| We' re out for the lion' s share now watch me take it there | |
| Yeah, my verbal clarity speaks for my popularity | |
| Sell 5 million | |
| CDs and give the proceeds to my favorite charity | |
| Son, I ain' t gonna super splash you with no | |
| Fantasy Island shit | |
| I mean I work hard for what | |
| I got and | |
| I be thankful for what | |
| I get And if you practice, spit your verbs properly, not sloppily | |
| Like monopoly, you can end up with cheese, whips and property | |
| Oh damn, silly of me, | |
| I forgot to let y' all know it' s one thing you should never do in this game and that' s sell your soul | |
| I make a lot of sense then | |
| I go and make the dollars | |
| Work hard like blue collars, ghetto scholars is hard to follow | |
| Niggas say it' s real rough today and | |
| I say what you say | |
| They promised me 40 acres and a mule and all | |
| I got was a project and a subway | |
| I stay positive, niggas mistake that for not hard | |
| Nigga I' m | |
| GOD, walk thru | |
| North America like | |
| Master Farrad | |
| Me and my squad, separating the peas from the pod | |
| No bodyguard, fuck around and roll a tank thru your yard | |
| Chorus Verse | |
| Two: Sadat | |
| X Yeah Man, these dickinthebutt rappers could get shot in the face | |
| Dragged thru the streets and probably left some place | |
| I seem shootouts in the park | |
| Ball games turned tragic, bitch niggas gettin smacked and smacked again in front of they girl, and she' s throwing away that ass | |
| And I ain' t really asked for it cos a lot of niggas tore it | |
| And yes, my man | |
| Hav had bought me something from | |
| VA I was gonna hit him with doe but he ain' t reall want no shorts | |
| Cos we had worked together and he knew | |
| I was true blue | |
| Man, I swore | |
| I would never go to | |
| VA again until | |
| I found out who killed my best friend | |
| I can tell by the wind somebody' s gettin ready to bend | |
| They lifestyle' s bout to end | |
| I' m in these | |
| African cabs on stores run by the | |
| Arabs with pictures of yen, seem like they schemin | |
| Herculoid cats get flattened and reduced to pitchin | |
| That girl gave you crabs but | |
| I can' t explain those scabs Grand Puba | |
| Ha ha, where we at? | |
| Flash onetime | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Ha, ' 98, too soon | |
| Brand Nubian, what? |
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