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(feat. Preacher Earl, Melo T, Bass Blaster, Asu, Guru) |
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[Greg Nice] |
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Check it out, check it out |
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I got my whole crew in the house |
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And we gon' turn this house into a home |
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Straight up and down |
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I got my man Melo T in the house |
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I got my man Preacher Earl in the house |
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I got my man Asu in the house |
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I got my man Gang Starr in the house |
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And to my brother Smooth B is in the house |
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And I'm Greg N-i-c-e, I'm in the house |
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So peep it |
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[VERSE 1: Greg Nice] |
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I got a shitload of story tales in my sack |
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Please come in, hang your coat on the rag |
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While you at it, make my coffee black |
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So I can get the monkey from off my back |
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15 cents minus 5 is a dime |
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Sexy young ladies, let's intertwine |
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Greg N-i-c-e ran it down the line-line |
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[VERSE 2: Preacher Earl] |
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I'm the P-r-e-a-c-h-e-r, uh |
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Preacher Earl and I'm considered a superstar |
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Pick up the microphone and I proceed to rock 'n roll |
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By the time I sweat I'm out of control |
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I'm like a locomotive goin express |
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My lyrics written in spraypaint on the wall (ssss...) def |
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I'm from Uptown, I'm a gangster from the projects |
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Either or, take it all, get much respect |
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Destined for fame when I'm goin for mine |
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This, this is how I run it down the line |
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[VERSE 3: Melo T] |
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Hey yo, beats, styles, mics I be flashin |
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If you step up step in a orderly fashion |
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See, I collect the dough for the show and then I'm dashin |
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House parties I'm crashin, pool parties I'm splashin |
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Eatin candy yams, drinkin Baby Sham, breakin down ( ? ) |
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Got the masterplan, glance at the Melo stance |
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Arms are crisscrossed, posture rasta |
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When I wanna go to the mall, I need a helicopter |
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Rrrrring - I think that's my time |
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Yo, (this is how we run it down the line) |
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[VERSE 4: Bass Blaster] |
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The biggeda-Bass Blaster with a tongue-twistin rhyme |
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(This is how we run it down the line) |
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Yo, literally, literary literature |
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Six slippery Seals slippin silently ashore |
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Sally sold seashells down by the seashore |
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Sold two shells but couldn't see to sell no more |
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Beautiful babblin brooks bubba between blossom and banks |
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Brothers above the Brooks take a punch off the plank |
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A big black bug bit a big black bear, bit him on the rear |
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The bear was big but the bug didn't care, he had no fear |
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How much would could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? |
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Yo, I don't know, all I know is I say it good |
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Asu, you got the funky, funky rhymes |
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Yo my brother, run it down the line |
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[VERSE 5: Asu] |
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Yo, rhymes is rippin and the mic is passed to me |
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It was too young so they got me for statuatory |
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Don't take me for granted, punk, yeah, and think I'm worthless |
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Fuck movin mountains I move planets and you'll be earthless |
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You don't wanna battle Asu, all I leave is fossils |
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Lethal Weapons Die Harder cause the Mission's Impossible |
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And my rhymes is riper, I'm ready to come crisper |
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Old jacks know that so they go back and whisper |
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Takin surveys, gettin nervous, I'm just too worthy |
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They can't stand me and say, "He can't be from Jersey" |
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[VERSE 6: Guru] |
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Mad, mad response I'm catchin just as soon as I step into the place |
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That's why a smile's on my face |
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I got styles that you trace with haste but I'm too deep |
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Lots of the ladies I meet, I must be sweet |
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So I say hold up and wait up and then listen here |
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My rhymes come crisp and clear, but beware |
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My format is all that, my concept's refined |
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The Gang to the S-t-a-double r shines |
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Chumps be losin it, abusin it, not gainin |
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So there my gain is they vanish while I'm remainin |
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And twice as Nice with a Smooth groove I end my rhyme |
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And yo (this is how we run it down the line) |
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[VERSE 7: Smooth B] |
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Yeah, lyrical, financial and spiritual |
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A dream of touchin my style would take a miracle |
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You didn't know how deadly was my flow as I grow |
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And bumrush and crush any foe |
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But I prefer to have a good time when I rhyme |
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But lately I have had to refine and be sublime |
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Cause sometimes some people don't understand |
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That I'm a man with ambitious plans and I stand to live grand |
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And they fight with all their money invested to hold me back |
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But now I'm featuring the mack pack |
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Smooth B, you know I'm feelin fine |
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(This is how we run it down the line) |
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[Greg Nice] |
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As I go on |
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The Bass Blaster's in the house |
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To my man [name] in the house |
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To my man [name] in the house |
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To my man Slick Nick |
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To my man Vance Wright in the house |
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And Premier, you'se a mutha |
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Uhm-uhm |
