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Tytuł: L.I. Groove

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[Taste]
  Put down your paper y'all and flex with the caper
  that's invented to make your head bounce
  from the flavor that we brung forth from the 12 Block so check it
  The type of thing where if you make the wrong move you get wet kid
  with the technology brought by the duo
  Plus one makes a trio that's DL Six and me o
  with the flavor that's gettin more ooh than Horshack
  The nigga from the ?great view? always carry full packs
  of prophylactics, so we can stick a chick
  on the mattress, then be out -- UHH
  Check, bust your Tec if you'd like to get
  'Deeper than deep' like Barry White did
  with this thing yup, it's a L.I. type of swing with the
  utmost groovyness, to make you turn and twist
  and toss yourself about and turn around and then be out
  with the Groove, from L.I. y'all check
  
  Chorus: repeat 2X
  
  Bust a move with the L.I. Groove, bust a move, with the L.I. Groove
  And we at it again, and we at it again, and we at it again...
  "Strong enough to break New York from Long Island" -- Rakim 'My Melody'
  
  [DL]
  The shit is pretty thick in the 12, so let me kick it
  no hesitation at all, I got balls, so watch me stick it
  Rough and tough, as I spit from the tongue
  As SD's breaks the shots from the rump in your trunk
  The levels of the boom's in the rhymes that I consume
  It's coming out ya speaker, listen up
  as I freak ya, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh 'I got the right one babayyy'
  Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh -- don't try to play me
  Yup, I'm bringin the eps, with my niggaz from the 12 Block
  For real Hobb, I do what I feel, cause it's hip-hop
  And every little thing I do, turns you on
  I picture frame, I make moves, I'm quiet as kept word is bond
  So let me get down, I be Brown, I Hump Around
  Bust a move with the Groove, from wreckin Strong Isle
  I am stuck on my color, and black is stuck on me
  from the shit that I kick, you know you can't take it from me
  See, I'm not a fool, I took my tool out my top drawer
  and bustin moves with the Groove, check it out
  
  Chorus
  
  [Taste]
  Yo Livin' Large, where ya from Hobb? I'm from the fuckin 12 Block
  12 Block yea, about five minutes from the Fort Rock
  
  [DL]
  Fort Rock yea yea, I know where that's at
  I rest a bit up the road on Winfield and Lafayette
  
  [Taste]
  Where niggaz ill right? (kinda) Well here's a little reminder
  that we can't be checked, like Jerry Rice on the 9ers
  (with the L.I. thing we swing) oh yes it's banging
  (so dance to the drummer's beat) while we kick slang
  and put you on (what you say black? babble on)
  With the roughneck business that spreads with the quickness
  Taste the Terror spittin more gift than Christmas
  I'm five-eight, chunky, mad skills that's funky
  ?, a motherfuckin body in the trunk G
  Styles for days, lettin go like Frankie, and Maze
  More thumbs up than Fonz on Happy Days
  So yes y'all (yes y'all) yes y'all (yes y'all)
  Get on the Groove and don't get left y'all
  Yes yes y'all (yes y'all) yes y'all (yes y'all)
  Get on the Groove and don't get left y'all
  Hah, and check it check it check it out...
  
  Chorus