Word Is Bond - Brand Nubian

C’mon, word is bond, we got it goin' on

(C'mon, throw ya hands in the air, in the air)

Brand Nubian’ll rock to the break of dawn

(In the air, in the air)

It’s like that, y’all, ya don’t stop

(C'mon, throw ya hands in the air, in the air)

Brand Nubian’ll rock the sure shot

(In the air, in the air)

Well, let me get a piece of the track, peace to the black

Peeps on the streets with the beats in the Jeeps, comin' back

In '94 with the raw that’s against the law

It’s the G-O-D, my delivery is C-O-D

Word is bond and bond is life, we got it goin' on tonight

Don’t nobody wanna fight, they wanna see a tight show

Where some brothers might go for broke

Utilizin' the effects of the smoke

I pull cash to smash, make the blunt last

Fill it with hash, too and pass, don’t even ask

In a flash put that ass in the grass

Flag is half-mast, somebody must’ve passed

We’re makin your ass drip into the stands

Fold my cash at last, my task to teach the class

And receive somethin' more than brass and some glass

Make a brother work hard, long and fast

Dreadlock, I set to rock for my block

Clock wax like crack, samplin' from old stacks

That’s where the soul’s at in this whole rap universe

We kick the funky tunes with a verse

Sun, moon and star, some boom for Jamar

To get me in the flow, now I’m read' to go

Set to show everybody in the party that we’re nice

Without sippin' on Bacardi and ice

This style flash, Jamar’ll be the shinin' star

No matter who you are, no matter who you are

I’ll rape the tape, drive along the interstate

With weight, wipe the slate and mob the gate

And by fate, I’ll avoid the court date, no legal aid

Everythin' is paid, why cause a tirade?

If the money ain’t made, talkin' millions

But spendin' pennies and gettin' cheap shoes from Kenny’s

Now, let’s take time out to say peace to the Gods (Peace!)

Bust how I release 'cause this beat is hard

We be the squad Fard taught to rule

Take a thought to the top, now I drop the jewel

I push the Cadillac DeVille and still be real

I drive a garbage truck and not give a …

I need to earn a buck fo' the year

I’m through with buyin' wild gear

Just somethin' I can wear, somethin' fly when I appear

Well, now we’re here to take the gold and the cash for the bill fold

I told their ass to chill and they’re still cold

Frozen 'cause they’re not amongst the chosen one

Sun shines like a beacon, similar to how I’m speakin'

As I receive the mic for the last time, I clear up your past crime

All felonies can go, as long as you know

Brand Nubian will stand without the use of a band

We always work with a plan