Из альбома: Everything is Everything
Intro/Chorus: (x2) 
"Word is bond, we got it goin on 
"C'mon throw ya hands 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 
Brand Nubian'll rock the sure shot" 
in the air, in the air" 
Verse One: Lord Jamar, Sadat X 
Whenever ya hear the 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 
Utilisin the effects of the smoke 
More cash to smash to make the blunt last 
Fill it with hash til it pass, don't even ask in the Flat' 
Put ass in a grip, flags 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 is a blast 
Make a brother work hard, long and fast...... 
Chorus (x2) 
Verse Two: Lord Jamar, Sadat X 
Dreadlock, I send a rock from 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 burst 
Sun, moon and star, *?Sunbumba?* Jamar 
To get me in the flow, now I'm read' to go 
Set to show, everybody in the party that we're nice 
wit out sippin on Bacardi and ice 
The southpaw, ask your ma, I be the shinin star 
No matter who you are, no matter who you are 
I'll rape the tape, drop along in interstate 
wit weight, wipe the slate and, mob the gate 
And by fakin I'll avoid the court date, no legal aid 
Everything's paid, while courts are tyraid 
If the money ain't made, talkin millions 
but spendin penny's and gettin cheap shoes from Kenny's 
Chorus 
Verse Three: Lord Jamar, Sadat X 
Now let's take time out to say peace to the GODs (PEACE) 
Bust how I release cos this beat is hard 
We be the squad from raw-taught to rule 
Take a thought to the top now I drop the jewel 
I push the Cadillac DeVille and still we real 
I drive a garbage truck and not give a ........ 
I need to earn a buck four-a-year 
I'm thru with buyin wild gear 
Just somethin I can wear, somethin fly when I'm there 
Well now we're here to take the gold and the cash 'fore the bill fold 
I told their ass to chill and they're still cold 
Frozen cos they're not amongst the chosen one 
Sun shines like a beacon, similar to Howard Speake 
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 
Chorus (x2)