You got to groove, freeze, still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, You got to groove, freeze, stand still, You got to groove, freeze, still, move
Huffin' and puffin', this track is on how we crushin' and snuffin' The one's that bluffin', it's nothin' and while they We to get you, up in the club
And we keep you wantin' and Dig it somethin' you puffin' on Fill it up in your stomach to astonishment, on a mission The marvelous, star venous, verbal novelist, killin' 'em Offin' them, often they in a coffin' we them, taunt 'em
All in the tournament, in the pit again me but this art is like the parliament rockets parkin' All on yo' gardens and just like potholes, conically stompin' Up on a mission of dominance, 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, stand still,
I've been to Africa, Brazil, everywhere across the Canada, France, Italy, Copenhagen, Everywhere, every time, every audience, mass Some rappers make records but live they are a failiya
Mailin' area, special delivery carrier Tearin' the barriers, till everyone's everyone you're heavy or Libra, or Aries, or Lebanese Vegetarian, Ebony, Ivory, seventeen or ninety
I don't care if you're or inherit inheritance From yo' parent and did didn't share it with ne'er nigga if you dare, to get yo' hands in the air It's a rare form, Maryll her derriere wit' cha
witness to snare kicks that tear and rip Through the blarin' speaker woofers that pummel the air Hit cha, it's there wit' cha, yo' cares lifted, don't driftin' The air's shiftin' slightly, so come into the lair, get
Party people, you are now rocked by the sounds Of Chief Xcel and of Gab, Blackalicious We're here to take you higher, And I want everybody from side, to in the front and the back in the buildin', make some noise
Jumpin', and movin', and dancin', and sweatin', and And grindin', and bobbin', and weavin', we takin' you outta yo' And the science applyin' this, high in the sky in pilots this, dilate iris, wireless mics, the fire is bright, retire
I'm sire you're and dire straits Admirin' higher intelligence, dialect I elect Viace Prez, I'll belt that lie to get by And get fried and by their self scientists
Thrive when this guy is lit, try and spit with my intent I invent sciences, try the with no side effects Buy a vest or be lyin' in rest, to test The eyes in the eyes of the vibrant with iron tiger fists
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