Nubian Connexion (feat. Ben J & Yat Fu) - Positive Black Soul

Funny when you come to mind That's when you hit me up That's when we feel a little closer Just when I started thinking It's like a force we can't explain Work like a magnet, babe Thought of you in the next moment Giving me that feeling Could be my suspicion Maybe I'm just out here overthinking, oh, oh Like you come into the picture When I start to feel like something's missing Oh, oh, oh-ooh I don't wanna miss out on another love So I'm gonna dive right in Go 'head first into the unknown (unknown, unknown) Like it's all I know (like it's all I know) Baby, could you give it up? Don't wanna stop at words, ain't enough Feels just like a drug Really fuck me up Call it a digital Physical, connexion (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Call it digital Physical, connexion Love you every single night That's when I feel your love That's when I take your clothes off Can we stay in the bedroom? 'Cause you're always on my brain I can't get away Leaving for you next morning Give into the feeling Could be my suspicion Maybe I'm just out here overthinking, oh, oh Like you come into the picture When I start to feel like something's missing Oh, oh, oh-ooh I don't wanna miss out on another love So I'm gonna dive right in Go 'head first into the unknown (unknown, unknown) Like it's all I know (like it's all I know) Baby, could you give it up? Don't wanna stop at words, ain't enough Feels just like a drug Really fuck me up Call it a digital Physical, connexion (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Call it digital Physical, connexion

Intro/Chorus: Laura Alfored Seem all the fellas understand what it feel Cos it's a Nubian Jam and everthing's real *Repeat* Verse One: Lord Jamar It's time to blow up the spot, anything you was in, you're thru the roof All the jams we done been thru is proof We blend truth, with mathematics doin acrobatics over beats The sound dramatic when it played in Landrover jeeps I know my peeps is in the front of the stage Smokin blunts with the strokin stunts, ready to set it When the word is given, I know you heard how we was livin Never takin no shit, just stayin clever and makin the hits Shakin the tits of the honeys when they jump Makin money's what we bump cos slumps is for chumps And we pumps, worldwide, girls slide backstage Lookin for a free ride, legs divide at a young age Lord Jamar is like Jesus, speakin in parables And to devil's is cemarable To see this, but they ain't got no choice No escapin the penetration of the voice Chorus (x2) Verse Two: Sadat X And I watched and I watched and I watched then I looked The X is like no other who can drop it in the rain I'm not that high, so give me back my lighter Stage right in the party at night, I'm in the shadows Thinkin bout returnin to the spotlight The X is top flight, ESPN highlight From, throughout the rhythm, I give em what I give em Oil slickness on that ass like *? Ewin?* I know what I'm doin, leave your whole town ruined Brand Nubian, the name alone stands Overseas fans be shoutin different accents So hence the black prince from 2-0 Soft-spoken but my words comprehended by the herds Goin back to the days past the ol' gun phase All stare in amaze or get caught with the rays Cos the X is like the master of the phrase... Chorus: Laura Alfored Seem all the fellas understand what you feel Cos it's a Nubian Jam and everthing's real *Repeat x3* Verse Three: Sadat X, Lord Jamar I want the mic in the clutch Cos it's too cold to hold, and too hot to touch I'm like the thoroughbred searchin for cheese You can't cut off the head of a fatal disease MC's freeze at thirty-two degrees below Justice served, now watch us bust this herd In the head with another jam set by the brother man Letters for the other man, understand Chorus: Laura Alfored Seem all the fellas understand what you feel Cos it's a Nubian Jam and everthing's real *Repeat 3X*

** best guess ** Follow me! upon a black star line Off for the rest and for brand nubian Now go to africa again, watch dis! Repeat 4x Black star line it's the black star line Everybody come aboard and free your mind It's the black star line that's leavin at nine Here's a paid ticket so you can free your mind Playgrounds is filled with visions of steel Grab the black babies it's time to build See we got a mental ship somethin like noah's ark Spark your brain cell now let's set sail (With no avail) we flowin on a positive trip All nubians is welcome, male and female I, wouldn't resort, to askin for a passport Love vibes rule so your black face is cool Cool, but not frozen, a trip for the chosen few. ** best guess ** Form a line-ah, upon the black star liner Goin to africa, one more time Form a line-ah, upon the black star liner Goin to africa, one more time, true! Let me tell you bout marcus garvey Born in jamaica, god left him in country He go to america to make black people free He walk around low and just try make money Him buy up some ship and just start for we America or africa and live irie We hav some man where wan gonna be Young nasty and just licky licky Some love marcus garvey, the place of peace Or peace around it, and dem sparkle up him say I just light up, make the first hungry Writer no block it but just run follow me Form a line-ah, upon the black star liner Goin to africa, one more time Form a line-ah, upon the black star liner Brand nubian!! tell dem one more time As we look to the stars, they take ours Yeah we got fly cars but you can live in four wheels? We need new approaches, old style is null and void Makes me paranoid, to think That we own the whole ocean yet we can't even drink You couldn't swim the nine thousand so we got you a means Of transportation, for the nubian nation Marcus garvey had the idea back in the days Doin for self, keepin the wealth I gotta add on and create Though the devil thinks it's not the latest fashion Navigatin lost, somethin like a ship's captain ** best guess ** When i'm ova, arms will be raised for the tom-toms Push up ya arm they call ya proud to be black Call me proud to be black, cause i'm not tryin to fuck When i'm proud to be black, i'm not some young eedyot Be gone! i want no dem i want no dem-dem dem-dem dem-dem Never know they wickedness they haffa come to an end Don't take a no fey word for de white boy dem Awayaa tell me - all you get in de end Awayaa tell me - all you get isa dem Awayaa tell me - all you get more den dey spend C'mon, tell de world black man entertainer Rock dem one and rock entertained Tell the red foxx style dem a get When i'm ova, arms will be raised for the tom-toms Push up ya arm they call ya proud to be black Brand nubian wanna give nuff respect to the one marcus garvey Nuff respect to red foxx Sting international in the house Dave kennedy on the boards Knowhati'msayin? the one rafael Nuff respect to the god sincere Yeah, yaknowhati'msayin? mark the spark is in the house And umm, this how we work out For the ninety-two season