Artist: Brand Nubian f/ Common Album: Foundation Song: Maybe One Day Typed by: mbfamily@erols.com, OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Grand Puba] Yeah, yeah yeah yeah One time as we do it like this, yeah Grand Puba, Common Sense [Common] Yeah, yeah, yeah It's all love y'all (3X) what you say? Intro/Chorus: all, Common [all] Maybe one day we can work it out Strive to understand what life's about All it seems to be is sadness and pain Blood like rain clogs urban drains [Com] When we gonna realize and make the change And take the blame, erase the shame Cause new millenium is knockin at your door The New World Order's what they got in store [Grand Puba] Now I can't stress this enough, life sure is rough You gotta go through a whole lotta shit Just for you to get a little bit Born into existence where your existence is non-existant but your persistance overcomes their resistance Your daily mechanism is your defense, whether it be past or present tense, don't be dense I'm droppin this with Common Sense (true indeed) As we linger on into the darkness Poisoned by society where high-anxiety is just one variety Hatin each other is another, brotha I mean I'm really true to the shit, my spit ain't just spit My duty is to save my people from all of this shit And if I can get somethin for doin that then I'm gon' get And I won't quit My ways and action manifest in my way of thinkin I just can't stand around and do nothin while my people sinkin I told you that I stay true And I gotta do, what I can do, when I can do, so Chorus [Common] Grand Pu...I'ma do....what I gotta do....what I can do It's one for all like Brand Nu-bian, feedin the multitudes Of five loads, dead men walkin with lost souls Some say the games are strange, our ways have been tribal Since the days of Kemet, now displayed on Bennett Revolution's like a pussy, I'm tryin to stay up in it And our music is a message, though some is afraid to send it I don't know much about the New World Order; I know I Got a new daughter, direction and protection I must provide for her The moral of the story I'm building... Like ODB say, "We for the children" Nike make a killin off us, we kill each other, it kills me to see that You take a life for gold, nigga did you really need that? We try to escape the mixtapes, rims and weed sack And to the new age, they say the women's gonna lead that, so Chorus [Pub] Oh say it ain't so [Com] It ain't so [Pub] My peoples at a all time low [Com] Double oh Pu' [Pub] Nowadays we doin anything for dough [Com] For the dough doe [Pub] Don't you know that knowledge is the note [Com] What? [Pub] Know the ledge, don't hit the edge The negativity pulls us down like gravity [Com] Yup [Pub] Devilish ways and actions poisons us like a cavity [Com] Yessir [Pub] As we send this one throughout our whole proximity [all] Grand Pu' and Common strive to come together [Common] In this era of prepaid calling cards I roll with squads called the Gods Ignorance is at large, struggles in our backyard I slapbox with life and see we wasn't that hard Long as you got God, even got Gramps off lah It's stray lies and bullets directed, to lead the village of lies disconnected like ghetto phones Fuck a search through a magazine for Better Homes It ain't gonna happen Til the devil's gone with the breeze and niggas get off they knees so... Chorus