Understand This

Yeah, yeah, yeah<br>Grand Puba, yeah<br><br>[Hook]<br>It`s you and me (Get up)<br>Right now (Get up) on the floor (Get off)<br>Doin` things (Get up) what`s up wit it<br>What`s up wit it, what`s up wit it<br>It`s you and me (Get up)<br>Right now (Get up) on the floor (Get off)<br>Doin` things (Get up) what`s up wit it<br>What`s up wit it, what`s up wit it<br><br>[Grand Puba]<br>As I do it like this I be some where on the top of the list<br>Makin` classic joints way before "The Source" exists<br>No ice, maybe just a lil` bit on the wrist<br>And doin` this since Hot 97 was crisp<br>Now birds wanna press but I ain`t with all that<br>Do y athing, ma no hatin` I just did all that<br>It`s all good, a nigga been bouncin` hot shit through the hood<br>When only two or three cars came with wood<br>A legend MC<br>Never got rotation on MTV<br>That don`t bother me, got mad love for BET<br>You can bet cha` last dub<br>Every time that I drop I get l-u-v<br>So get up, ain`t no need to play the seat now<br>Put em` cause ya know we bring the heat now<br>No time to waste cause horsin` be coursin`<br>Watch me scramble words like they be chicken abortions<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[???]<br>Yo, I`m from a place where niggas pack rhymes like a loaded nine<br>We self-exploit signs and explode in your corroded mind<br>I zone the line, I cross it<br>Ya got the strong arm, enforce it I dare ya<br>Like these crooked as jakes, niggas compared to snakes<br>First mistake thinkin` I bluff then I get irrate<br>Ya best make side stakes, thinkin` I`ma fall<br>Y`all do this just for love, y`all niggas got some gall<br>I`m the answer on the mic like A.I. on the ball<br>If you talkin` money I`m part of that conversation<br>If you talkin` funny, plannin` ya expiration<br>And I ain`t even hak on niggas, it`s just the truth<br>I rock with a crooked tooth<br>My bedroom`s the mic booth<br>I`m 80 percent proof, 20 percent show<br>50-50 on the dough, 50 percent chance ya live<br>If ya ain`t got 50 percent to show<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[Sadat X]<br>I think I just found the sound that we was lookin` for<br>It`s what I have to go downtown to the booking for<br>My four eyes could`ve saw right through her thighs<br>Intertwined bodies, I don`t really play the party<br>These fraudulent niggas handshake me to death<br>The industry types try to mop up what`s left<br>By the code of my dead ancestor`s, no doubt<br>All four wheels, so we can be out<br>I drink the mean green six pack<br>And keep police back at bay<br>Work or play, I stay a beast<br>She bitin` on my ear, telling me to release<br>I`m for this winner`s side<br>Straight rims and Chucka Tims<br>Black leather, black all weather skullies<br>And 20`s of dro, I`d thought I`d let you know<br>That I`m a be here till the black wax melt<br>I`m felt like the Garden fight<br>On my arm is something tight<br><br>[Hook]