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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 okay
Greg Nice is on the mic with no

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

Get down, my mic technique
freak, let's freak, let's freak to the beat
Checks get cashed at the end of the
C'mon, Deck the Halls with skins and
Gainin' weight I do eat hearty
When I wanna get 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
arrest a G, doin' ill deeds
Took a hoe to pull out the
Droppin' G, the case court is to
the bobo, chewin' on a Rolo

Ain't a Volvo with no promos
Sippin' and rollin' up momos
Fee fie foe fum I need awake
The buns ain't mack cause your breath
No Funky Drummer loser summons

But you can't stop the Humrush
Like Roto Rooter layin' pipes a plumber
and Smooth 'cause three's a prime number
I go church buildin' when I'm sleepin'
So flip off my tip, I rip the mic

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 a vandal
Kiss my daughter goodnight, then I light a candle
And sit back and
Evaluate,
'Cause I didn't to be here, on wax
Unveling a truth proof of all facts

'Cause in my life I see the life of many
Various shades of colors, sisters,
And once my soul leaves my shell
I believe to receive a new
Of some concious subconcious

Chose by few on the road
A man is by the goodness of his heart
So who's to say dumb and who's smart?
Aiyyo Serch, I came to hear you
(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 no need to sex a hoe
But I gas 'em up just like they're at
Ring goes my phone, so I it up and say, what up?

Somebody's flippin', so I him to shut up
We'd use a F word, but Ice got the copyright
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 play dat
Money my honey in my crib and it'll stay that way
The equality
You don't like it then gonna join the Dead Poet's Society
Try to flip on what this speaks
And Serch will disperse, the microphone