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Get up everybody, it's time to sway
Greg is on the mic with no delay
Get up everybody, it's time to sway
Greg Nice is on the mic with no

She, said, her name was
I said, "Yo Lola,
Suave bola,
Saudi Arabia,
My watch is run by solar"

Get down, peep my mic
Let's freak, let's freak, let's to the beat
get cashed at the end of the weak
C'mon, Deck the Halls with skins and
Gainin' weight I do eat hearty
I wanna get tipsy I drink Bacardi
Greg Nice, I'm outta here,

I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the

Uncle Fester, the jester
Not me, the Minister, the mic
Five-oh arrest a G, ill deeds
a hoe to pull out the weeds
Droppin' G, the case is to hobos
the bobo, chewin' on a Rolo

Ain't a Volvo with no paid
Sippin' cocoa and rollin' up
Fee fie foe fum I need drums
The buns ain't mack cause your hums
No Funky Drummer loser summons

But you can't stop the hummings
Roto Rooter layin' pipes like a plumber
Nice and Smooth 'cause three's a prime
I go brick church when I'm sleepin'
So off my tip, I rip the mic techniquein'

I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the

I praise the Lord that I'm no longer a
Kiss my goodnight, then I light a white candle
And sit and meditate
Evaluate,
'Cause I didn't to be here, on wax
a truth with proof of all facts

'Cause in my life I see the of many others
Various of colors, sisters, brothers
And my soul leaves my bodily shell
I to receive a new vail
Of some concious abode

Chose by few on the positive
A man is judged by the of his heart
So to say who's dumb and who's smart?
Aiyyo Serch, I to hear you speak
(What up?)
Get on the mic and flaunt your microphone

I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the

Watch me till it's time for sundown
I had a with a kid it only went one round
I got a girl so there's no to sex a hoe
But I gas 'em up just like at Texaco
goes my phone, so I pick it up and say, what up?

Somebody's flippin', so I tell him to up
We'd use a F word, but Ice Cube got the
So I'll make it, "Funky For You" with Nice
And his Smooth B
the Superbowl, just for Bud Bowl III

Then I watch 'Living Colour' 'cause Homey don't dat
Money like my honey in my crib and it'll that way
The variety
You don't like it then gonna join the Dead Poet's Society
Try to on what this quartet speaks
And will disperse, the microphone techniques