What The Fuck? Lyrics - Brand Nubian

Once again it's the dread and the bald head 

Won't be satisfied till the devil's I see em all dead 

Layin in a mass grave, for the past slaves they were stayin 

Do you think a nigga forgot? Matter fact 

My trigger's hot, you blink you gettin shot 

And if the weather's hot, your body's gonna stink when it rot 

Lord J got the arms, Sadat got the bombs 

We don't feel shit, you cried a hit on ya moms 

Now leave the bloody bitch in a ditch 

Get'cha pretty penny if the mother of my enemy 

My brother's sendin me four bursts from down south 

And for the lies you told, I'm a buck you in the mouth 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

Everybody gotta weapon 

Who's gonna let burst the first shot? Hmm, I thought not 

Feel the battle, tell Darryl that his first-born is dead 

Shot in the back by the task force 

I'm mistakin your face in a similar face 

Got em murdered 

Much like how the buffalo is herded by the pale face 

Who threw some game on the Indian, who got jerked for New York 

You better walk, got caught then wear your vest 

We might throw somethin that's hollow 

Brand Nubian ain't never been the ones, to follow nobody 

We gotta lotta arms but I like to pump the shotty 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

It's all about brothers risin up, wisin up 

Sizin up a situation, but gettin fit within the nation 

No deviation, a straight pathways down my wrath 

I sing sounds of math on behalf 

Of the Gods and the Earths, birthplace in space 

You be fuckin with my turf when you be fuckin with my race 

Now face, your maker and take your last breath 

The time is half past death 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

If you're less than a man, in my eyes 

Then your head's off, and I'm a set off the wheels 

Motherfuck the baby seals or savin the whales 

All the crack sells, it's the Armageddon 

So cancel the wettin 

Go in the garage, find that old camouflage 

Blend in like a mirage and explode 

Take nothin lightly, crackers shootin nightly 

Cos I don't need nobody that's gon' shoot me in the back 

Black people show 'n' act and when they front, that's wack 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

Now what the fuck's this all about? 

Now what the fuck's this all about?