DWYCK

(Greg N-I) (N-N-N-I) (N-N-N-I-C-E) (Greg N-I) (N-N-N-I) Ah yeah, here's another Gangstarr sure shot (N-N-N-I-C-E) Uh, featuring the one and only Uh heh, heh, heh, handle it, handle it Roy, Nice & Smooth Hey, hey, hey, hey Gangstarr has got to be the sure shot Nice & Smooth has got to be the sure shot Gangstarr has got to be the sure shot Nice & Smooth has got to be the sure shot Greg Nice, Greg N-I-C-E Dame un beso, 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 Ooh 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 Uptown, took deuce 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 (Okay, yay) (Oh, oh, okay, yay) (Oh, oh, oh, okay, yay) (Here it, here it is) I chant, "Eenie meenie, miny 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 who 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 then barns got hay Clips are inserted into my gun So I can take the money, never have ta run (Smooth B, Smooth B) (Smooth B, 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 Ayo 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 flavor, so you can sketch me Do me a favor, don't 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, paraphernalia I'm infallible, not into failure Like a rhinoceros, my speed is prosperous And pure knowledge expands from my esophagus I write in the night to bring truth to the light My dialogue is my own 'cause Smooth B will never bite (After the tour quits, I come back with more hits) (After the tour quits, I come back with more hits) (After the tour quits, I come back with more hits)