K.M.D. - Nitty Gritty (Remix) lyrics

This is a remix To what? It's a remix To what? It's a remix Let's get right down to The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty Let's get right down To the nitty gritty Born again, a soul bend blends K.M.D. and Brand Nubian, friends X-tends to grip palm and causin' calm in His knowledge of self, so commence to bombin' As alarmin' as a beep from your beeper What you needed was a wake-up call to the sun, you sleeper You don't wants get woke by the wolf, does ya? Naaah, good guessin' Switch the pitch up, another session From the infamous God Squad You see, we's all peas in the same pod, God Odd after 7, my attribute is even My tolerance is gone and my word is bond You see the Nitwits knockin' Preach, "The Lord'll change your life around" I figure I just saw Jamar the other day uptown Give him a pound, it's no puzzle, they musta Been guzzlin' that 85 proof, ask Busta Question number one, how can you go wrong? K.M.D., can I sing this song? Sho' nuff The nitty gritty, do the nitty gritty Get on down and let's do the nitty gritty Busta Rhymes from the top of Chill City Flippin' on the rhythm, showin' you that I get busy Stand up for the right of the young and the witty Movin' inconspicuous like a baby kitty Moved to the island and I left the urban city Whylin' in the Island till I find a young bitty Baby doll, well, I never ever fall Hard, let the God Squad in the dancehall K.M.D., Brand Nubian Leaders of the New School always be chillin' Hold up, so I can get illy First to interfere here and I'm comin' back silly Now I feel the vibes of the choco in the Philly You know you can't f** because we rippin' it, Smitty I know you love this song Won't you do that to break the dawn Onyx, God, tell me what is going on? What, what goes? As far as I know, see, bros Are havin' trouble knowin' who's friends and who's foes The worst Devil is a black Devil Because you come disguised as a wolf in sheep's clothes Like Preacher Porkchop who keeps the church clappin' Mo' comes the money, mo' money got him yappin' He s**s your bucks, so his pockets fatten He's got some guts, he pimp-struts up to Staten Island, I be chillin' in Long Island, Long Beach Hippin' Gods to they culture with the strong speech I build with the Nubians I chill with I fill with my zig-zag-zig I never lived big, I never lived large, I never lived fat The Devil man in this land, he won't allow that So brother man, I don't wanna bust you But if you don't know the Devil, gee, I can't trust you Knowmsayin', man? You just can't brothers Who don't know what time it is True indeed, true indeed, yo So Lord J Yo, that's true indeed And I know the time of the day Lord Jamar, goes like this Life's hardships, stones are placed and one must face Trips, falls and spills to k**s and 'cause mishaps These are some of his traps but I got a j**el, that needs No gift wrap, so just receive, believe when shown the light The Devil gets left, the Gods gotta get right to the source Of our loss, stop wearin' the cross, do for self, k** that "Yes, sir, boss," and when you do, from the other you won't beg Can't you see my brother, you're the Arma-Legga-Leg Arm, supreme head, and instead of relyin', why don't you Start tryin'? You say try is to fail, I say try is an attempt 'Cause when you stop tryin' that makes victory exempt, from your Cipher, the life you lead is not hype, the blackman was not born To be a gutter snipe or an alley cat, you should be steppin' To the rally fat, not just with dough, but with the knowledge You know, so, get up and go, get yourself a book of life Instead of living life like a hooker Get some knowledge of self and do for self Yo man, brothers ain't tryin' to check it out You know what I'm sayin'? Crack, crack them skulls, man I see some so crazy d**hs Men, from head to toe they're full of lead I flipped a brick, nah, I build a fort instead So I taught children 'fore I flipped 'Cause in actuality my man's mentality was stripped I dipped back to the roots, I am a king with ranks Cream in the coffee, clay thing, no thanks Why play the role like all silly teens? I'm the black bowling ball knockin' pins to smithereens Each teach in every town, relate that The God Squad is like Homey the Clown, we don't play that Coon, jiggaboo, Uncle Toms in the mix Give me a, in reverse, Psalms 82 and 6 "All Gods, and children of the Most High" Cave-guys still fry in the sun, don't deny I got a third eye sight vibe that don't lie I am the lion, goodnight, defyin' evil's the bull's eye It's like this and my word is bond This is a modern type of style, look at what I did A Devil still can't build a pyramid I dug a tunnel to Asia, wrote a speech with a laser Rush your brain with a new genetic strain The God in God's clothing, and the Devil's loathing Got enemies, but I really don't give a damn I smacked a man 'cause he tried to serve a plate of ham Disguised in a patty, my uncle Trevor's natty dread He got a [Incomprehensible], used to be a foot fet' The city [Incomprehensible] and I forgot to mention That I'm the word buff, yes, enough is enough Zig-zag-zig, watch the blackman get big and burst The blackman is first I drive a black Hearse and I bury all the Devils With K.M.D. I can raise up my levels The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty The nitty gritty and my The nitty gritty and my The nitty gritty And my word is bond The nitty gritty The nitty gritty and my The nitty gritty The nitty gritty and my The nitty gritty The nitty gritty and my The nitty gritty And my word is bond