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Yeah…uh…yeah…uhGrand Puba…yeah…uhLet’s talk about it, huh [Hook]If ya have a kid with a chick then I hope that chu’ love herThere’s no stress like Baby MotherSome of these girls use a baby to get back at a brotherCause it ain’t the same as it wasSome cats bounce, leave the chick to play the daddy and

Pour it out How many more gotta dieHow many more mothers gotta cryHow many more locked away for lifeJust tryin’ to get a piece of the pie The struggle continues, we hate each otherAnd we don’t know the reason why, petty shitCrabs in the back room, holdin’ each other backUntil the day we die, uh

[Hook]All day (Yeah), word to Mamba (Uh huh)We gon’ freak this (Uh) we gon’ freak it, keep it movin’ (Uh)All day (Yeah), word to Mamba (Uh huh)We gon’ freak this (Uh) we gon’ freak it, keep it movin’ baby (Uh) Ya know it’s got to be (The Grand Puba)Don’t do shows for free (We need

[singing w/ ad libs] – 6XOoooooooooh-oooooh…It’s Grand Puuuuuuuu… [Grand Puba over singing]Uh… Yeah…Grand Puba… Uh…We bout to put it down for y’all tonightAlready… yeah…I’d like to say peace to the Gods and the EarthPeople of the universe…Uh… I’d like to say peace..To my Brand Nubian brothers…Lord Jamar.. Sadat X.. Alamo!…Uh, it’s going down…Right now… right

Uh…Yeah.. yeah..Yeah.. yeah.. yeah..Know the game! [Repeat 2X]You ain’t got to lie to meAin’t got to lie to meYou ain’t got to lie to meAin’t got to lie to meYou ain’t got to lie to meAin’t got to lie to meYou ain’t got to lie to meAin’t got to lie to me [Grand Puba]Everything was