| The first time I hit the wax it was the news of my block
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| Everybody in my neighborhood said «Puba don’t stop»
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| It was a four-man crew, Don Barren
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| My Mighty Shabazz, Dr. Who, and me, Grand Pu
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| Things started blowing up on a quick fast
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| Doing shows, buying clothes, getting crazy cash
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| I still stayed the same, ran around with my hair nappy
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| Matter of fact I’m doing good, made the jealous ones unhappy
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| «I knew you would make it» was their favorite line
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| But «Fuck that, I hope he fall» is really on their mind
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| Just because I found a way to make my pockets stay fat
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| Now a new thing: «Puba thinks he’s all that»
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| Yes, but there’s a found way to better my condition
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| «Bad luck, bad luck» is what the jealous ones keep wishing
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| Oh a crew broke up? |
| I knew they wouldn’t last
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| But I refuse to lose so I bounce back on that ass
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| One for All, Brand Nubian
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| Yeah, that’s the new thing, now they back up on my ding-a-ling
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| Run and tell my girl, «Yo, Puba did this
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| He did that,» cause they nose is in my crack
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| Like a reporter, but they don’t earn a quarter
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| To do that (Yo, they just jealous, black)
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| You know the flavor, of that jealous behavior
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| I’m just like Jesus Christ cause I’m you’re modern day savior
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| So hon knock it off, worry about your own shit
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| Just because your man ain’t shit, there ain’t no need to rhyme *ahem*
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| Same ones that used to wave, now they sticking up their finger
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| But I guess that’s the price you pay when you become a rap singer
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| I work hard, word to God, with supreme motivation
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| To find a way out since '85, try to jam my situation
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| But that’s okay because my old Earth told me
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| «Keep on moving, don’t stop, hon»
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| Now I’ll be damn if Grand Pub don’t get it done
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| I’ve no time to slow my roll on a jealous one
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| See I love to help others because Puba cares
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| I do more for my people than WIC or Welfare
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| Next time you see a brother down, stop and pick him up
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| Cause you might be the next one stuck
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| Word is bond, let’s move on
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| And we building on the situation of that in lyrics
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| Always trying to hold the black man back
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| We can’t live like that, we gotta help each other
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| You know what I’m saying? |
| Brother to brother
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| Sister to sister, know what I’m saying?
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| Stay out my business, worry about your own, know what I’m saying?
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| Worry about your own, knowledge knowledge |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mind Your Business , by - Grand Puba. Song from the album The Now Rule Files, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп