Grand Puba, Positive and L.G.

Two times for the drummer 'fore I start it I say "Hit me!" Puba's kickin' flavor, and I brought somebody with me Positive, the gentlemen, the rapper Suave, blase, you know dapper See this is not a song about friends Because we make the ends, and then we spread the skins This song becomes a well known tune And my mic's gonna bloom like a flower in June We kick much flavor, and you know that As smooth as the head on a Fed named Kojak Grip the mic till my hand get calloused And I'll tell you like Ralph Kramden told Alice "Bang, zoom!" It's up, up and away Grand Puba And Positive K Lyrics real sweet like candy It's just like a condom We keep one handy! Go Puba, go Positive Go Puba, go Positive Go Puba, go Positive Go Puba, go Positive To my adversaries, I'm not ordinary Not the Godfather, or the Tooth Fairy Not Jack Spade or Engelbert Humperdink Listen to this rhyme, and tell us what you think One, two, three, Grand Puba's on the count Rhyming gets me papes in very large amount Brother, you're wrong if you think crime pays Don't like gays, and take vacations overs holidays Practice safe sex to prevent strange diseases Wear my hat, on one night skeezers I roll dice, but don't bet on the horses Punks take losses, and I don't reveal my sources So, um, take the fifth if you're planning to riff The rhymes spread like Jiff to make your loose knot stiff Kick up your feet if you're feeling kinda queasy Relax, (ha ha) take it easy! You're in good hands, Positive is a survivor I make rhymes of anything; I'm like McGuyver If I were a computer, rap would be my program Since I'm a righteous man, I don't eat ham I wish more people was alive like me But Positive What up, Max? See, the vocab is lovely, girls be thinkin' of me Other rappers try to be me, competition can't see me So, hey, whaddaya say? I got the flow, y'all If you don't know the time, then you better check the Seiko Or Timex, I suplex, get biz on the cossacks Put 'em in a line then I ask, "Who's next?" Grand Puba, guaranteed to make a big hit Doin' much damage on this two-man skit Trying to hold me back won't harm me And when the gear gets too small, it's for the Salvation Army So mommy, or mida, away I say, "No one's sweeter!" (Now, that's funky!) You see, the style I kick is rugged, I shine like a nugget Present tense mean you dig it, past tense mean you dug it! So dance to a light tune, my little doll Da-nah-nah, da-nah-nah, da-nah-nah, dah Rock me wit' vibration Give me a deep meditation There is none betta than Grand Puba Baby be get it all togetha You see the second time around I hope the label don't flake And if they do, I go to Drake and say, "Give me a break." Like Toyota say, I say (Oh, what a feeling) I bust the foots of Lionel Richie I caught him dancing on my ceiling Pass me the mic 'cause I wants to blitz I'm the best thing that came since grits The Prince of Rap, lookin' for Cinderella If you see her, why don't you tell her I got the shoe in the car out back? And if she makes the fit, she's in like that And as a matter of fact I'm not an actor, but the main factor Pinpoint and his rhymes is like a protractor I'm intricated, complicated Definitely musically related Rhymes so fly, never been outdated Gots to be fly by the way I state it Now, of myself, I say I'm a big fan Got more rhymes than words by the Letterman Positive K, you can say he's low key You might know my name, but, now, look you don't know me I can be nice and flip like the Son of Sam Nobody knows exactly how I am I'm the next, and everybody knows it Open tours this year, next year I'm a close it I've got the skills that pays the bills, now Here's a quote from Stephanie Mills Don't put a rush on me 'cause my tempo's slow And if I don't tell you, then how would you know?