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Artist:Gang Starr
Taken from the album Miscellaneous by Gang Starr
Album:Miscellaneous
Track:DWYCK
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:307
 
Lyrics: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

[Premier scratches and hooks]
 
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