Once Again
Pharcyde (feat. Grand Puba Sadat X) Lyrics


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Yeah...
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Grand Puba, Dattie X... dig it

[Grand Puba]
Get up out my way, it's Grand Pub's turn to shine
Hurt MCs ride the pine and get paid, no nevermind
One time as I sew it up like Dr. Frankenstein
Chickens ride the pony cause the rhyme flow genuine
As I do it like that, do it like this
Shorty watch your step or you might get Rocked like Chris
Are you feelin this? You dig the way it's going down?
Now we back in town watch all the chickens crowd around
Niggas try to duplicate my flow but it's difficult
Like a game of Yahtzee
Chickens stress me out like paparazzi
As I flip a flow you desire
Dattie blaze those trees and let's start this forest fire
My rhymes carry like the weight on Barry
Stack cheddar like Combs and buy homes like Larry
I be smoother than Tal, Sharp-ton like Al
When you ballin everybody want to be your pal
No dilly-dally, baggin up the shorter alley
Bouncin in German cars, still playin shot-ball
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you
For sure dog cause this is how we do

Just an old fashioned love song, playin on the radio
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you (2x)

[Sadat X]
Ah , I see men mitts (?)
Watch the green van cause inside's the dicks
The prayer beads bleeds from the crucifix
Went tight comin out boy I be down in six
Or when the sun go down, or when it's round in the BX
(?)
Cats on the concourse, still holdin dx (?)
Bums on the street often ask me for change
What's change when I'm tryin to save up for the Range?
I want the whole world and my old back
Change that -- I want half the world, and my old
You can play the hell out, like those that came before ya
Your style is butt, similar to a cobra
That's your pimp strut
But what you foes is really doin
Is leaving your empire in ruins
I'm the problem solver
I got the brand new revolver
But I got a new album too
I want to be here for that money and the rest of my crew
Y'all know it's true-- a nigga like me is due

Just an old fashioned love song, playin on the radio
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you (2x)

[Puba]
Now you know I gots to come back strong
See I been doing this too goddamned long
For me to ever try to come back wrong
Check my pockets and my empty light just came on
Don't wanna do wrong so I think I'm best to make this song
Undeniably satisfiably master microphone mutilator
None greater, ain't no Automator
Grand Puba and Dattie, riding shotty in the Mazarati
As we come and blaze you with this body

[Sadat]
Corner poets get smacked and hit, savagely bit
I go git and then you out of it, permission to quit
I mean right, I keep the green light specials
Half price a slice, you blink twice
I done picked up the dice
I'm that nice, Dattie X the party-starter
Number one heart-ripper-aparter
More vice and than Las Vegas, Nevada
I try harder every day
It's all work and no play





Just an old fashioned love song, playin on the radio
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you (2x)

Overall Meaning

The song "Once Again" by Pharcyde (feat. Grand Puba Sadat X) is a hip-hop classic that showcases the impressive lyrical skills of all the artists involved. The song starts with Grand Puba boasting about his rhyming abilities, claiming that he outshines other MCs and warns everyone that they can get "Rocked like Chris" if they’re not careful. The song continues with Puba's smooth, confident flow and is followed by Sadat X's verse, where he describes his personal struggles and ambitions. The song's chorus is catchy and emphasizes the message of the song - this is just an old-fashioned love song, played on the radio, by the Brand Nubian cats, and they are here to flip it once again.


Throughout the song, the artists reference other rappers, sports stars, and historical events, which adds to the overall complexity of the lyrics. The song's structure is also interesting, as it features a back and forth exchange between the two rappers, each taking a turn to spit their verses. Overall, the song is an impressive showcase of the rappers' skills and their ability to work together to make a memorable track.


Line by Line Meaning

Get up out my way, it's Grand Pub's turn to shine
It's Grand Pub's time to take the spotlight, so move out of the way


Hurt MCs ride the pine and get paid, no nevermind
Rappers who can't keep up are sidelined and ignored, with no attention or reward


One time as I sew it up like Dr. Frankenstein
I'm killing it and making a masterpiece, like how Dr. Frankenstein made his monster


Chickens ride the pony cause the rhyme flow genuine
Ladies are attracted to me because my rap style is authentic and original


As I do it like that, do it like this
I can rap smoothly no matter the style or method


Shorty watch your step or you might get Rocked like Chris
Be careful, or you could end up like Chris, who got knocked out


Are you feelin this? You dig the way it's going down?
Are you enjoying the beats and rhymes of the song, and where it's headed?


Now we back in town watch all the chickens crowd around
We're back in the city, and girls are surrounding us


Niggas try to duplicate my flow but it's difficult
People try to copy my rap style, but it's not easy


Like a game of Yahtzee
Recreating my style is like rolling a Yahtzee, which is hard to achieve


Chickens stress me out like paparazzi
Girls bother me like paparazzi bother celebrities


As I flip a flow you desire
I'm delivering a style of rap that you want


Dattie blaze those trees and let's start this forest fire
Dattie should light up some marijuana and set the stage on fire


My rhymes carry like the weight on Barry
My raps have a heavy impact, like the weight of Barry Bonds


Stack cheddar like Combs and buy homes like Larry
I'm earning a lot of money like Sean Combs, and I'm buying houses like Larry Davis


I be smoother than Tal, Sharp-ton like Al
My flow is smoother than Talib Kweli, and my style is as sharp as Al Sharpton's tongue


When you ballin everybody want to be your pal
When you're successful, everyone wants to be your friend


No dilly-dally, baggin up the shorter alley
No time to waste, we're going straight to the point


Bouncin in German cars, still playin shot-ball
We're driving around in fancy cars and still enjoying simple pleasures like shooting hoops


Ah, I see men mitts
I see guys with gloves


Watch the green van cause inside's the dicks
Be careful of the green van, it might have undercover cops in it


The prayer beads bleeds from the crucifix
Even religious items are stained with bloodshed and violence


Went tight comin out boy I be down in six
I'll be down to chase you in six seconds if you try to mess with me


Or when the sun go down, or when it's round in the BX
I'm always ready to retaliate, whether it's day or night, in the Bronx


Cats on the concourse, still holdin dx
People are still selling drugs on the neighborhood streets


Bums on the street often ask me for change
Homeless people frequently request money from me


What's change when I'm tryin to save up for the Range?
Why should I give away money when I'm trying to save up for a luxury car?


I want the whole world and my old back
I'm ambitious and I want to achieve greatness, while also retaining my old self


Change that -- I want half the world, and my old
I want success, but I also want to maintain my identity and values


You can play the hell out, like those that came before ya
You can try hard, like other rappers who came before you


Your style is butt, similar to a cobra
Your rap style is weak and low, like the position of a cobra's behind


That's your pimp strut
That weak style is your attempt at being cool


But what you foes is really doin
But your enemies are really hurting you


Is leaving your empire in ruins
They're slowly destroying your reign and legacy


I'm the problem solver
I can fix things and overcome obstacles


I got the brand new revolver
I have a new weapon, figuratively or literally


But I got a new album too
I also have a new music project coming out


I want to be here for that money and the rest of my crew
I'm driven by the need for money and the desire to support my friends and colleagues


Y'all know it's true-- a nigga like me is due
It's a fact, I deserve success and recognition like anyone else


Now you know I gots to come back strong
I have to make a big impact and be successful


See I been doing this too goddamned long
I've been a rapper for a long time, and I'm experienced


For me to ever try to come back wrong
I can't afford to fail or make mistakes


Check my pockets and my empty light just came on
I'm running out of money, and I need to succeed soon


Don't wanna do wrong so I think I'm best to make this song
I can't afford to mess up, so I'm putting my best effort into this song


Undeniably satisfiably master microphone mutilator
I'm an amazing rapper who can't be denied


None greater, ain't no Automator
I'm the best, and I don't need any help to prove it


Grand Puba and Dattie, riding shotty in the Mazarati
Grand Puba and Dattie X are driving in a Mazarati together


As we come and blaze you with this body
We're hitting you hard with our music and performance


Corner poets get smacked and hit, savagely bit
Other rappers get attacked and criticized for their style


I go git and then you out of it, permission to quit
I speak my mind and challenge you, and you might want to give up


I mean right, I keep the green light specials
I'm doing great, and I have deals to make


Half price a slice, you blink twice
I can get great prices and deals that are hard to believe


I done picked up the dice
I'm taking a chance and gambling on my future


I'm that nice, Dattie X the party-starter
I'm an amazing rapper and performer who can bring energy to the crowd


Number one heart-ripper-aparter
I'm great at breaking people's hearts and getting into relationships, but it also hurts me


More vice and than Las Vegas, Nevada
I have more temptation and bad habits than Las Vegas, which is known for its vices


I try harder every day
I'm always giving my best and working hard


It's all work and no play
I don't have much leisure time, it's mostly work and dedication




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: PAUL E. HUSTON, DANIEL M. NAKAMURA, DANIEL WILLIAMS

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@lookitsapanther

Rhyme In Peace Phife Dawg.

@alexpaulradio7345

yes

@edgarallanbroo

"All the time Tip"

@mattskidios

Dope

@BokamosoBaipaakanyiDes

Wish I had an option of more than one like for this tribute!

@peteradamson5160

Rhyme in Peace?! Lmao, he's gonna shook the heaven

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@5stard52

Hip hop used to be so beautiful. And that smooth voice by tammy lucas 💪💪💪. R.I.P phife Dawg. S/O from Germany.

@kojoarthur3309

👊

@lateshiachilds3640

I know especially New York hip hop I love the jazzy beats

@stealfb5229

Different music and groups could be heard back then now the

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