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Tytuł: Dwyck

  • Wykonawca: Gang Starr
  • Wy¶wietleń: 222

  
   Intro: Greg Nice
  
  Ah yeah, here's another Gangstarr sure shot, featuring the one and
  only, uh heh heh heh handly handly boy, Nice & Smooth, hey, hey,
  HEY, HEY!!!!
  
  Ganstarr has got to be da sure shot
  Nice & Smooth has got to be da sure shot
  (Repeat 2X)
  
  [Greg Nice]
  
  Greg Nice!!! Greg N-I-C-E
  Droppin dem basso, ah oui oui
  Rock for a fee, not for free
  Maybe I'll do it for charity
  Now my employer or my employee
  Is makin Greg N-I-C-E very M-A-D
  Don't ever ever think of jerkin me
  I work to hard for my royalty
  Put lead in ya ass and drink a cup of tea
  Peace to Red Alert and Kid Capri
  Ooohh la la ah oui oui, I say Muhammad Ali, ya say Cassius Clay
  I say butter you say Parkay
  It's alright if ya wanna make a sway
  I'm a way up town, took duece to the tre
  I originate, they duplicate
  I praise the lord and keep the faith
  It's alright keep bitin at da bait
  '92, uh!!, one year later
  Peace out Premier take me out wit da fader
  
  [Premier scratches and hooks]
  
  [Guru]
  
  I chant eenie meenie, minie moe
  I wreck da mic like a pimp pimps hoes
  Here's how it goes I am a genius I mean this
  I shake this you'll take this
  I'm kinda fiendish
  You wish that you could come into my neighborhood
  Meaning my mental state
  Still I'm 5 foot 8
  Crazy as I wanna be
  Cause I make it orderly
  You could say I'm sorta da boss so get lost
  The brotha dat will make you change opinions
  Dominions I'm in them when it's time to kick shit from
  The heart, plus I get a piece of the action
  I'm feelin satisfaction from the street crowd reaction
  Chumps pull guns when they feel afraid, too late
  When they dip in the kick they get sprayed
  Lemonade was a popular drink and in still is
  I get more props den stunts den Bruce Willis
  A poet like Langston Hughes and can't lose when I cruise
  Out on the expressway
  Leavin the Bodega I say "suave"
  Premier's got more beats den barns got hay
  Clips are inserted into my gun
  So I can take the money, neva have ta run
  
  [Premier scratches and hooks]
  
  [Smooth B]
  
  I left my Phillie at home
  Do you have another?
  I wanna get blunted my brother
  Now may I make a mark
  Then make a spark over this phat track
  Or should I say dope beat
  Subtract, delete
  All of the wick wack that wanna be abstract
  But they lack the new knack that's comin from way way back
  Hey yo Premier, please pass that buddha sack
  You hear we quit?
  No way, bullshit
  I told ya before we come back wit more hits
  I provide bright flava, so you could sketch me
  Do me a favor, dont try and catch me
  Slightly ahead of the game, I'm not a lame
  Ask him, he'll tell you the same he knows my name
  Smooth, I drop jewels like, paraphenalia
  I'm infallable, not into failure
  Like a rhinocerus, my speed is prosperous
  And pure knowledge expands from my esophagus
  I write here tonite to bring truth to the light
  My dialogue is my own cause Smooth B will neva bite