Punks Jump Up to Get Beat Down

Get nothin' but a beat
Why did I have to do it? He asked for it
Just got whipped, like a fagot in the clink
With the mothafuckin' bass

But you didn't anticipate that I might be sick
Punks jump up to get beat down

Even wore my coat like a murder that they wrote
When a nigga try an' rob me for my cash
Punks jump up to get beat down

Diamond D threw me some smooth shit, Bronx crowd roar
An' you're gonna know I don't fuck around
Dissect 'em, yo, our word is bond regardless
You thought you had a sweet Vic, a nice pick
Punks jump up to get beat down
Punks jump up to get beat down
Now who's the trick, 'cuz I'm not a up
I didn't say nothin', 'cuz these kids caught my goat
Right on the spot, sign my name with a dot
Brand Nubian, yo, you gotta respect 'em

So I gotta show Duke's the macho lot, that I am
Don't wanna kneel to the brothers, you must be holin'
His man saw it, so it don't mean shit to me
Get nothin' but a beat
Get nothin' but a beat
So step the fuck off, before I punch you in your face
Similar to the one that I got from my own dad
Get nothin' but a beat
I leave my Nikes stuck in your rectum, 'til you learn
Explainin' to your friends why you're layin' on the floor
Dread flows, gives me power as it grows
One day when I was ridin' on the train

I seen these two kids talkin' about the Nubian reign had fallen
Punks jump up to get beat down
Then it's time to retire, Lord Jamar will live long
Watch how rass cladda, you catch the speed knot
'Cuz I give strong blows to the heads of my foes
Don't understand their ways, I ain't down with gays
You wanna grab the style that was made from my mom an' my dad

Check it out now
Get nothin' but a beat

When I was young, I used to run with a notepad
I could write a rhyme, rip it up an' write a next one
Then you're gonna taste blood in your mouth
Punks jump up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a beat

Punks jump up to get beat down
Oh yes, I'm the bad man an' bad men wear black
Stick up your whack jam, everybody hit the floor

Though I can freak, fly, flow, fuck up a fagot
Punks jump up to get beat down
Heed not an' Hell will be your home
Did you want some more? I didn't think so
Black prodigy since the age of twenty
We're gonna have to off you with a few cracks

An' if it comes to droppin' bombs, yo, I'm with that
I'm like dick in ya ass, quick fast like my name was Flash

To the jaw an' you won't pop that shit no more
I can rock a jam, make the world drop ham

Get nothin' but a beat

He got a can an' that's bad

Then dimes knew an' somehow I knew that I was bad to the bone
Punks jump up to get beat down
I always do the fuckin', if I have to do the buckin'
I ain't goin' out, man, that short shit is dead
Punks jump up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a beat
It's gonna flood south to the ground
Punks jump up to get beat down
Get nothin' but a beat
Bust some shit in his chest, now his whole body's swollen
Get nothin' but a beat
He's gone, that's how it's supposed to be
Lord Jamar, Sadat, as we swell your dome
Punks jump up to get beat down
So this kid with mouth, swagger 'n I'll blaze the cloak an' dagger

Get nothin' but a beat
Okay it's you, Slim, the hard rock of the pack
So if you think you had two soft new jacks
Have you heard what I said? If not, ask the dread
An' find a piece of wire, fix your broken jaw
To my what an' do the Puma strut
So I suggest you take your bloody mess