Grand Puba

Grand Puba - Mind Your Business lyrics

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

 Word is bond, let's move on
 And we building on the situation of that in lyrics
 Always trying to hold the black man back
 We can't live like that, we gotta help each other
 You know what I'm saying? Brother to brother
 Sister to sister, know what I'm saying?
 Stay out my business, worry about your own, know what I'm saying?
 Worry about your own, knowledge knowledge
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Language: English

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