Grand Puba

Grand Puba - Mind Your Business lyrics

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The first time I hit the wax it was the news of my block

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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