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Alladat Lyrics - Singles - Brand Nubian

Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Yo, straight from the wilds of The Bronx, it's Buckwild, you know I'm sayin'? 

And that kid Sadat X born king, doin' my thing 

Know I'm sayin'? I let'cha know how it is in my lifestyle everyday 

 

Lately yo, I been walkin' tightropes 

It's an adventure everyday as I walk down the block 

Quiet bald head is like a bad motherfucker 

All charged up from Madison Ave 

 

I'm up on the stage if you read the front page 

Give me the old school mic with a cord 

I'll stand on the table, give a fuck about a label 

Now, we all can't brawl, we all can't brawl 

 

It'll be your downfall when you're goin' like this 

Is it the cash or the hash from my stash that compels you? 

Gas kids throw me but my crew bring me back 

They stay on my back so I don't act like alladat 

 

Now all these niggas carry on like they think they alladat 

They think they alladat, they think they alladat 

Now all these niggas carry on when they think they alladat 

They think they alladat, they think they alladat 

 

Late one night, 55th outpost 

Chicken head watchin' to see who she can catch 

She got a man, I can tell 'cos the action in her eyes 

Ain't nervous, a young sassy thing 

 

She call me a playa, standin' on the corner with her whole damn crew 

I'm ridin' down the block with her girlfriend 

In the next nigga's car, lookin' like a star 

Shades, blackness, packed his whole damn frame 

 

Ya got to be down to starts about the booty 

'Cos Sonny Lamb packs the wham 

It's all good, yeah, it's all good 

See it attracts kids that are sweater 

 

A nigga like me'll be the first to forget her 

So now she all mad, bringin' drama to the crib 

Go ahead, chicken head, wit the funk 

You get played like trash if you act like you'd always have 

And you always will, chicken heads is only good for a thrill 

 

Yo yo, yo they think they alladat, they think they alladat 

All these bitches carry on when they think they alladat 

They think they alladat, they think they alladat 

 

Now my checks jam and I waited all damn week 

And if I flip 'em the bad guy, you wonder why 

When the corner officers and nobody can call me back 

And everybody claims to know nothin' 

 

And these is the peoples that's down wit me 

Supposedly, lays on my side, yeah right 

They let a nigga die in the night if you let 'em 

You can get wild, flip, go grab the mask 

 

But it damn sure slow-up the cash 'cos I know 

Ya be a menace to society, still waitin' for the dough 

The thinkin' man is the one with the plan 

Plant his seeds first then be ready to burst 

 

It's like that, huh? My name is X from the hot blocks of Harlem 

Take it personally when you try to stop my stardom 

Use to be mild, find myself gettin' wild 

Got to slow down for my girl and my child 

 

'Cos I love life and I gots ta live it 

And every time I get on stage I'ma move sometin' 

And you can never say the X didn't hit'cha 

Aiyo, I put it on ya but first I warn ya 

 

This ain't no average skit, this is a hit 

More than you hit, better than your best shit 

Better than your man's shit, better than his cousin's shit 

Better than your whole block, buck once and then ya come wit that nons 

 

Aight, hey Buck, when you bring what you bring to the game 

And when I bring what I bring to the game 

It's dangerous that I can't even call it 

But we gonna end it off like this, you know I'm sayin'? 

On some Bronx town shit, check it out 

 

The big X has spoken, courtesy of Buck 

A Bronx hoe-down similar to the showdown 

Won't you place a bet on ya man 

You know my style and you know where I stand 

 

I'ma leave you on wit the real for right now 

Peace to Brand Nubian, now Rule and Buckwild 

Right now, peep the master of the head nod 

Hit New York harder and smarter, thieves attack, now stay back 

 

Tainted styles don't pass the grade 

A lotta kids are slidin', just ridin' on the wave 

A lotta kids are slidin', just ridin' on the wave 

A lotta kids are slidin', just ridin' on the wave 

 

Yo, all these niggas think they hard when they think they alladat 

They think they alladat, they think they alladat 

All these bitches act like sluts when they think they alladat 

They think they alladat, they think they alladat 

 

Now all these fraud niggas are bitches when they think they alladat 

They think they alladat, they think they alladat 

Fuck them niggas out there who think they alladat 

They think they alladat, they think they alladat 

 

Fuck them niggas, fuck them bitches 

Fuck them fraud ass, motherfuckers 

Fake ass niggas 

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