VERSE ONE - Bran Nu:

It’s the Old School Crystal Keeper, knowledge deeper than
Gold-plated pools at the pyramids of Giza
Most people read at 8th grade levels, so I
Waste time yelling at these special-ed felons
My melon been through book learning ain’t took German
But I’m sparking Zee Dutch, I been burning
This I’ve been certain of, it’s been curtains! The
Fat Lady been done singing a NU version
Kept in cracks and crevices, let us reminisce
If ur resonance tuned to his residence
BRAN NU in the house like the President
Here Now (hear now) in the Present like hearing aides
Given away on birthdays to those of extra age
Text ya name and deets, we’ll discuss the C.R.E.A.M.
Pricey eats and drinks, sushi, rice and treats
Got the company card, right? Let’s eat!


HOOK - Bran Nu:

All I wanna do rap and get tatted the
Hip Hop Ink Addict is back at it
Catnip to rap kittens after ass-lickin
Keep a Mack Mittens for passionate ass-kickin
Unmixed I don’t give a shit what it sounds like my Whole life prolly broken down to a sound byte
Vegetarian, human American, caroling
Door to door, blaring the Merry Merry and not caring (Karen)


VERSE TWO - PTOLEMY:

Hip-hop’s gold standard, we’re mild mannered
But miss me with the bullshit like I’m a Spaniard
Olé for the hardcore matador at your door
Get gored by the horns while the fans chant for more
From the streets of Pamplona to Sedona, Arizona
Rolling doujah in diplomas just to wake you from your coma
With the aroma of buddha when I spark the knowledge
Not a stoner, just a loner trying to clear the cobwebs
First-time homeowners get the tax credit but forget it
You wouldn’t get it even if I said it phonetically
Incredibly well-versed in how to skirt the law
Exploiting loopholes in a system that’s been fucking us raw
Using my privilege to reach your mind and unlock it
And donating a portion off the top to non-profits
Always try to take less than I’m given
Service is the rent that we pay for the privilege of living

HOOK - PTOLEMY:

All I want to do is rap and spit acid
Over boom bap beats crafted with passion
By the wise owl Ptolemy surrounded by trees and
That Bran Nu cat from Jersey, B. Stephens
Unmixed, I don’t give a shit what it sounds like
I pound mics, disrupt air traffic and ground flights
Arrogant American like Maryland Terrapin
Celebrating draft day with cocaine and heroin

VERSE 3 - Bran Nu

Rhyme spitter wine sipper dime tipper
U not fucking with this like my sister
Step, if u wanna wreck ur rep, bet
Collect debt like the feds I get bread
I don’t really have a reason to rap but this
Fat butt slut w/ a gut said I’m mad good
And who am I to disappoint fans?
Simple, to the point like the pencil in my hands I’m the
Shit, number #2, that’s what I doo
Only time I’m number one is standing next to U like
TV! Ha! Seeing is believing, the
Pee leaking out this prick? It’s B. Stephens
Yes I be leaving w/ eats and treats and
Doggy-style Scooby Snack bags for weeks
If they wanna check on the freshness and quality
It’s BRAN NU and the wise boy Ptolemy

HOOK - Bran Nu:

All I wanna do rap and get tatted the
Hip Hop Ink Addict is back at it
Catnip to rap kittens after ass-lickin
Keep a Mack Mittens for passionate ass-kickin
Unmixed I don’t give a shit what it sounds like my Whole life prolly broken down to a sound byte
Vegetarian, human American, caroling
Door to door, blaring the Merry Merry and not caring (Karen)