(feat. Busta Rhymes, Lord Jamar, Sadat X)



[also appears on The Best of K.M.D.]



[Zev Love X]

This is a re-mix!

(To what?)

It's is a RE-MIX!

(To what?)

IT'S A REMIX!

Let's get right down to

[MC Lyte](The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty)



[Tim Dog] (Let's get right down to the nitty gritty)



[Zev Love X]

Born again, a soul bend blends

K.M.D. and Brand Nubian, friends

X-tends to grip palm and causin calm in

His knowledge of self, so commence to bombin

As alarmin as a beep from your beeper

What you needed was a wake-up call to the sun, you sleeper

You don't wants get woke by the wolf, does ya?

(Naaah...) Good guessin

Switch the pitch up, another session

From the infamous God Squad

You see, we's all peas in the same pod, god

-od after 7, my attribute is -even

My tolerance is gone and my word is bond

You see the Nitwits knockin

Preach, "the Lord'll change your life around"

I figure I just saw Jamar the other day uptown

Give him a pound, it's no puzzle, they musta

Been guzzlin that 85 proof, ask Busta



[Busta Rhymes]

Question number one, how can you go wrong?

K.M.D., can I sing this song? (Sho' nuff)

The nitty gritty, do the nitty gritty

Get on down and let's do the nitty gritty

Busta Rhymes from the top of Chill City

Flippin on the rhythm, showin you that I get busy

Stand up for the right of the young and the witty

Movin inconspicuous like a baby kitty

Moved to the Island and I left the urban city

Whylin in the Island till I find a young bitty

Baby doll, well, I never ever fall

Hard, let the God Squad in the dancehall

K.M.D., Brand Nubian

Leaders Of The New School always be chillin

Hold up, so I can get illy

First to interfer here and I'm comin back silly

Now I feel the vibes of the choco in the Philly

You know you can't fuck because we rippin it, Smitty

I know you love this song ( ? ) to the break of dawn

Onyx, god, tell me what is going on?



[Onyx the Birthstone Kid]

What, what goes? As far as I know, see, bros

Are havin trouble knowin who's friends and who's foes

The worst devil is a black devil

Because you come disguised as a wolf in sheep's clothes

Like Preacher Porkchop who keeps the church clappin

Mo' comes the money, mo' money got him yappin

He sucks your bucks, so his pockets fatten

He's got some guts, he pimp-struts up to Staten

Island, I be chillin in Long Island, Long Beach

Hippin gods to they culture with the strong speech

I build with the Nubians I chill with

I fill with my zig-zag-zig

I never lived big, I never lived large, I never lived fat

The devil man in this land, he won't allow that

So brother man, I don't wanna bust you

But if you don't know the devil, gee, I can't trust you



[Onyx]

Knowmsayin, man

You just can't brothers who don't know what time it is

[Zev Love X]

True indeed, true indeed, yo

So Lord J

[Lord Jamar]

Yo, that's true indeed

And I know the time of the day

Lord Jamar goes like this



[Lord Jamar]

Life's hardships

Stones are placed and one must face trips

Falls and spills to kills and cause mishaps

These are some of his traps

But I got a jewel that needs no gift wrap

So just receive, believe when shown the light

The devil gets left, the gods gotta get right

To the source of our loss, stop wearin the cross

Do for self, kill that "Yes, sir, boss," and

When you do, from the other you won't beg

Can't you see my brother, you're the Arma-Legga-Leg

Arm, supreme Head, and instead

Of relyin, why don't you start tryin?

You say try is to fail, I say try is an attempt

Cause when you stop tryin that makes victory exempt

From your cipher, the life you lead is not hype

The blackman was not born to be a gutter snipe

Or an alley cat, you should be steppin to the rally fat

Not just with dough, but with the knowledge you know

So, get up and go, get yourself a book of

Life instead of living life like a hooker



Get some knowledge of self and do for self

Yo man, brothers ain't tryin to check it out

... you know what I'm sayin?

Crack, crack them skulls, man



[Subroc]

I see some so crazy deaths

Men, from head to toe they're full of lead

I flipped a brick, nah, I build a fort instead

So I taught children 'fore I flipped

Cause in actuality my man's mentality was stripped

I dipped back to the roots, I am a king with ranks

Cream in the coffee, clay thing - no thanks

Why play the role like all silly teens?

I'm the black bowling ball knockin pins to smithereens

Each teach in every town, relate that

The God Squad is like Homey the Clown, we don't play that

Coon, jiggaboo, Uncle Toms in the mix

Give me a (woof!) in reverse, Psalms 82 and 6

"All gods, and children of the Most High"

Cave-guys still fry in the sun, don't deny

I got a third eye sight vibe that don't lie

I am the lion, goodnight, defyin evil's the bull's eye



[Sadat X]

It's like this... (and my word is bond)

This is a modern type of style, look at what I did

A devil still can't build a pyramid

I dug a tunnel to Asia, wrote a speech with a laser

Rush your brain with a new genetic strain

The god in god's clothing, and the devil's loathing

Got enemies, but I really don't give a damn

I smacked a man cause he tried to serve a plate of ham

Disguised in a patty, my uncle Trevor's natty dread

He got a ( ? ), used to be a foot fet'

The city ( ? ) and I forgot to mention

That I'm the word buff, yes, enough is enough

Zig-zag-zig, watch the blackman get big and burst

The blackman is first

I drive a black hearse and I bury all the devils

With K.M.D. I can raise up my levels



(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty, and my)

(The nitty gritty, and my)

(The nitty gritty, and my word is bond)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty and my)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty and my)

(The nitty gritty)

(The nitty gritty and my)

(The nitty gritty, and my word is bond)