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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,

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

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

All in the tournament, in the bottomless pit
me but this art is like the parliament rockets parkin'
All on yo' gardens and lawns just like potholes, stompin'
Up on a of dominance, solid flawless, so obvious
Callin' y'all to the 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, still, move

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

Mailin' your area, special delivery
Tearin' the various barriers, till everyone's
Whether heavy or Libra, or Aries, or Lebanese
Vegetarian, Ebony, Ivory, seventeen or ninety

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

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

people, you are now being rocked by the sounds
Of Chief Xcel and Gift of Gab,
We're here to take you higher,
And I want everybody from side, to side in the front and the
in the buildin', make some noise

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

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

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