I'm Hip - Nyledge

Uhh, uh huh, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh huh, come on, check it out, check it out, what? Brand Nubian "I'm black and I'm proud" Uh, like that, like that, what? "Say it loud" "I'm black and I'm proud" Come on, come on, come on, come on "Say it loud" We made men in this world, digging for bones The untraceable ones come with no clones A hundred years from now y'all can still get this bomb On the Brand Nubian dot com My name should be mentioned with the Portier, not the Gualtier Although it smell good, I still get mad at Rosewood A Nubian card member since that faithful December In the eighty years, from tears to cheers, things we did should be listed In a pyramid, studied by a little kid Talked about by old jacks with slacks Can I move the black is my first and foremost Can I get a little land for me and mine? Grow vegetables, maybe make a little wine Build with the Gods and the bright sunshine Before we save others we gotta save our own kind "I'm black and I'm proud" "Say it loud" "I'm black and I'm proud" "Say it loud" "I'm black and I'm proud" "Say it loud" "I'm black and I'm proud" "Say it loud" Now did you know it was you who was first to walk the Earth Gave birth to the Universe, uh Afflicted with the curse of the slave Predicted to inherit the earth in the last days Now as we take you home, what we make our own It's written in stone like Commandments Read them every now and then or when you get the chance Catch a glance through the power lens, see if you could see us advance G-O-D in the dance, reporting freelance Fought for a chance, got you hanging by the seat of your pants Our immediate stance when we came to the game Was completely advanced so no one sounds the same Seven and one-half ounces of brain When we around make sure you bow down to the king Brand Nubian style is how we do our thing So if you feel good, real good Scream it out loud if you black and you proud Feel me now, check my style A brother's resume run longer than the Nile Justice cipher born to teach man, woman and child In the land of the lost where my people went foul Do the knowledge, black, look at the way that we act Smoking crack or each other with the gat The only race of people who kill self like that I deal with actual facts to keep my mind on track I love y'all that's why I say these things Watch me transform chickenheads to queens Rhymes full of protein like rice and beans Brand Nubian cats here to change all that The maker, the owner, the cream of the Earth Proud to be black because the black man's first My flow frequency is at a million megahertz So when I spit my verbals I'm heard around the Universe (Yeah, yeah, yeah) So don't front, say it loud, I'm black and I'm proud

Glee I can't let these niggas knock me off my pivot God sat me down and talked to me, I listened I was in that cell, he told me that I'm gifted I don't make it in the booth, then I'ma make it in the kitchen I'm special with the mic, special with the whippin' I ran out of money, had to pay attention All the people that was 'round me, they ain't have my best interest You ain't have my best interest You lazy with yo' loyalty and yo' position And now I gotta execute 'cause you don't listen That throwaway on me, dumpin' with position I know shawty only on my trail 'cause she see a ticket I read between the lines and people, they intentions Can't have you niggas around me shit gon' go to missing I had to press that bump, I had to feel it You know if it ever come down to it, a nigga with it All these drugs got the whole world jiggy Hoes comin' out they clothes and niggas trippin' Why hit the top to back to the bottom? All these bitches fallin' for me like it's autumn I'm tryna tell you, homie, you don't want none They freed me so I'm right back to that money hunt Somebody tell these niggas they don't want none Kodak Black but I'm sprayin' blue hundons They said my nigga Cool on the fuckin' run When they let him out of prison, I'll be 31 I knew I was a star when I was sellin' hard Everybody told me I would make it when I was on the block See, before the rap shit, I was jackin' cars I couldn't get all my time 'cause I was doin' fraud Me and my nigga Lil' Marcus tearin' up the Y It hurt me 'til my heart hurt, they gave him 25 I'm from the Nola, all I know is slang that iron Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin' Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin' Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin'

I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm See I'm that nigga that's, fixin' To do my dirt under the sun I been hustlin' since the morning become I keep a couple of rocks under my tongue Watch out here come the cop Might notta stand still where you chill Run to no automobile 'cause it can kill My destination can feed my home purpose I'm vibrating' on the down low in the first place You want me show me the money you gonna be payin' Pop ya ass up out of the van And take these rocks up out my hand 'Cause I don't trust ya and I ain't tryin' Hold up nigga, I don't know Ya gotta reach out at the same time You want some, come get some Tyson's on the drum and I'm I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm Ya livin', in livin' up in my people's rentin' Windows tinted, nigga from a couple houses down Get Skinny, bump it to last amount of spittin' It's senseless how them dudes be smokin' that shit Gettin' roped in that shit, jump in this shit I got to flippin' on nigga, you want some more of that shit Live in that click where niggas do what they gotta do Blast 'em with burnable fuck 'em and watch 'em fuck you Nigga be livin' that life, playin the role of a gangsta But them niggas ain't gangstas Bitch you gotta be big enough To think about bein' a fuckin gangsta Most of them niggas be comin' real Bring it to ya blood field but that nigga got killed That's how it be's on that rough side The tough die, the strong die Fuck with the wrong niggas on with the wrong chrome Check the wrong shit, walk the wrong zone Nigga you good as dead and gone (Problem serious) Nigga don't hear me that's how we livin' till the saga stops Every nigga and his mom gotta glock on my block Niggas push rocks and dodge cops till they pissed and tired Nigga, you livin' by the gun Y'all need to handle y'all fuckin' business 'cause I'm I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm Don't sell it, arm and hammer got my rocks swellin' Laws is yellin', prosecutors yellin' I'ma glock ya spot, ya head pop like a fuckin' melon Do my thing destiny I'm a felon But I ain't just a young, black nigga rebellin' Breath by breath, step by step, day by day Playin' this game of death My nigga remind ya of manslaughter Niggas slangin' quarters Georgia, Cali, to New Orleans rollin' I'm in the pen, pumpin' that iron until I'm swole up Grits and cheese made me bigger Now I'm just a lil' bit harder than that next nigga The first one up to run up That nigga there gon' get done up When I put that fuckin' gun up They told ya, ya hip bone gone gone That lil' roam don't live long, pop me to stop it Cock block me, you bitches can't drop me Hoes gon' still jock me Got me now the niggas mock me I seen Scarface twice now I'm a fuckin' carbon copy Missing on society And insane probably 'cause I'm full of animosity I'm kind of like at all I might huff and puff and blow ya fuckin' hat off Tear it off, swear it off Now get the 411 to 911 to Red Cross My moaning make me lead Ten steps to feel these got me cocked these Swingin' like Conan Wanted from no man with boo-koo ho fans Talk more garbage, funk, filth, shit, trash, and lies Rhymes so funky they draw flies If I rock one up, shock one up It simple enough to be did But your shit terror rig, change your big Niggas be sayin' big Pass the fig, don't give me no fuckin' pig I don't choose no swine but eat Popeye's chicken And eat watermelon to the fuckin' rind Feel the grip of this black chrome That don't fuckin' rhyme, nigga get ya back broke Fuckin' with them black folks I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm