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You got to groove, freeze, still, move
You got to groove, freeze, stand still,
You got to groove, freeze, still, move
You got to groove, freeze, stand still,

and puffin', this track is bumpin'
Discussion on how we and snuffin'
The one's that bluffin', it's and while they lunchin'
We to get you, up in the club

And we keep you and dubbin'
Dig it like you puffin' on
it up in your stomach to your astonishment, on a mission
The marvelous, venous, verbal novelist, killin' 'em softly
Offin' them, they in a coffin' we drillin' them, taunt 'em

All in the tournament, in the bottomless pit
Pardon me but this art is like the parliament rockets
All on yo' gardens and lawns just potholes, conically stompin'
Up on a mission of dominance, solid flawless, so
Callin' to the ball to get off the wall, everybody yes

'Cause you got to groove, freeze, stand still,
You got to groove, freeze, still, move
You got to groove, freeze, stand still,
You got to groove, freeze, stand still,

I've been to Africa, Brazil, everywhere the America's
Canada, France, Italy, Copenhagen,
Everywhere, time, every audience, mass hysteria
Some rappers make good records but they are a failiya

Mailin' your area, special carrier
Tearin' the various barriers, till everyone
Whether you're or Libra, or Aries, or Lebanese
Vegetarian, Ebony, Ivory, seventeen or three

I don't care if you're arrogant or inherit
From yo' parent's parent and did didn't share it with ne'er
Prepare if you dare, to get yo' in the air
It's a rare form, Maryll shake her derriere cha

Bear witness to snare kicks that and rip
Through the blarin' speaker woofers pummel into the air
Hit cha, it's there wit' cha, yo' lifted, don't stare driftin'
The air's slightly, so come into the lair, get some

Party people, you are now being by the sounds
Of Xcel and Gift of Gab, Blackalicious
We're to take you higher, y'all
And I everybody from side, to side in the front and the back
Everybody in the buildin', make some

Jumpin', and movin', and dancin', and sweatin', and
And grindin', and bobbin', and weavin', we takin' you outta yo'
And the science applyin' this, high in the sky in pilots
Flyin' this, dilate iris, wireless mics, the is bright, retire

I'm sire squire and dire straits
Admirin' higher intelligence, science
I elect myself Viace Prez, belt
Rappers lie to get by
And get fried and by their self scientists

Thrive when this guy is lit, try and spit fire with my
I sciences, try the best with no side effects
Buy a vest or be lyin' in rest, to test
The eyes in the eyes of the vibrant lion iron tiger fists

You got to groove, freeze, still, move
You got to groove, freeze, still, move
You got to groove, freeze, still, move
You got to groove, freeze, still, move