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

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

And we keep you wantin' and
Dig it like somethin' you on
it up in your stomach to your astonishment, on a mission
The marvelous, star venous, verbal novelist, killin' 'em
them, often they in a coffin' we drillin' them, taunt 'em

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

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

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

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

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

Bear witness to kicks that tear and rip
Through the blarin' speaker woofers that into the air
Hit cha, it's there wit' cha, yo' cares lifted, stare driftin'
The air's slightly, so come into the lair, get some

Party people, you are now being rocked by the
Of Chief Xcel and Gift of Gab,
We're here to you higher, y'all
And I want everybody from side, to side in the 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 yo' mind
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' intelligence, dialect science
I elect myself Viace Prez, I'll
that lie to get by
And get fried and left by self scientists

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

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