Respect...check mate...
Now game is over ... who's the man
I'm the nubian in demand, word to the mutha,
I'm a lover of mama Africa , but I'm all over
Exoticism, who got my back, of course, my brothers
Make place, some space, for the too black, too strong African jiggaboo, dark nigga on the mike
I strike and thrust my tongue
It's time for me to lick it and kick it
Just give me a minute See, the sky is the limit
At first, I just trust I must bust
One love to my brothers
As the bass boosts plus
Got so much love for my niggas
That it really hurts me
Everytime I see them always pulling tha triggers
You wonder who I am
I'm a brotherman from another land
Known as the motherland
Yes, I represent Alkebu-Lan, damn - man
The funky fulani, I expect respect for tha' nubian

Respect everyone
No matter if you're black
No matter if you're white
Respect everyone, respect everyone
Respect the black man
And respect the nubian

Respect the nubian, cos the nubian is me
I'm coming like a bat out hell
But all i see is no respect for my people
So we as gangstarr just gotta combat the conspiracy
It's an african thing, yes,
you gotta understand, underhand
That's its hard to be a nubian
Islam my jam, ain't no damn thing gonna stop me
I'm on a mission, you better listen
Don't doubt me
I'm real, i got skills, and i've got will
Young, gifted and black african
But i still see brothers and sisters
Disrespecting me
Cause the african, to damn and shit see
I speak clearly, word by word, letter by letter
Then if you can understand,
I hope you'll treat me better
Nubians be true to yourself
Respect your women, stay real
I know how you feel

Respect everyone
No matter if you're black
No matter if you're white
Respect everyone, respect everyone
Respect the black man
And respect the nubian

Suckers are talking about the motherland
Just like they love her, get the hell out of it
'cos I can see that's only sell out shit
Saying there proud to be this and that
But if you call them african
They certainly have a heart attack
Not because they're not, but they'll hate to be
(called like that)
Now the question is, who's really the wannabee
We've been enslaved, divided, colonized
and split up
Black people away from each other
We ain't into that.
Sometimes I wonder, under the sun
I used to ponder 'cos we're in the same situation
Here and yonder, there just trying to divide to rule
Takin' us for fools
Teach us lies from the early school
Don't let no one put the blame on your brotherman
That's a sham, you're a true nubian, damn
If you get what I'm saying
You love what I'm playing
Check this out, cos I ain't staying

Respect everyone
No matter if you're black
No matter if you're white
Respect everyone, respect everyone
Respect the black man
And respect the nubian

Produced by : Raw Stylus
Recorded at : Raw Stylus Studio
Mixed by : Adrian Legg at Swanyard Studio

MUSICIANS

Guitar - Jerome Brown
Bass - Nemo Jones