mr. groove – wit the best of em lyrics
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yeah
unh….let’s go
hook:
i spit it wit the best of them my flow is vintage
i spit it wit the best of them my flow is vintage
i spit it wit the best of them my flow is vintage
the criminal is issuing your death sentence
verse one (groove)
i stay locked and loaded
the leader of the new school sound i control it
head on collisions causin’ fumbles you couldn’t hold it
treat the rap game like a step-child and i scold it
break it down and re-mold it, re-tool it profess to school it
show em i’m the best to do it…i’m the conduit
move the crowd like riot gear and pepper spray
i am the trinity so bow your head and pray
i bring madness to the music, ferociously attack the beat
one man, one mic deliver the soliloquy
one man, one mice the flow is loquacious
cuhz i spit it sick like i was a terminal patient
so all hail your majesty, all hail the ruler
all hail the victor n-gga all hail the shooter
and i cause calamities feulin’ jane’s addiction
cuhz i run this here jurisdiction
racks upon racks i be clinchin’
’bout to mix up another batch and i’m pitchin’
i’m from the hangman gang so i be lynchin’
reverse the jim crow, reverse the status-quo
on your mark, set, go (go)
they say go hard or go home
so i’m t-tanium when i’m in the zone
and i’ll never be constrained by the wack world you reside in
my artistry’s the maybach that i ride in (unh)
whenever thought’s start collidin’
when the b-ss-line it’s like i’m grindin’
tearin’ our the linin’
i’m the big boss big timin’
hall of fame flow so enshrine em
poppin’ bottles of the best vines
blowin’ on the best leaf
spittin’ the best lines
drivin’ the best fleet
high signin’ is my speciality
and the hmg is the next dynasty
verse two (par da’god)
hangman
ok par in this b-tch this n-gga be flowin’ like fluid
sl!cker than that lip gloss on your chick’s lips
she just transferred it to my d-ck i’m a money go getta
makes it hard for these chicks not to like the n-gga
money bags money man, money that man
catch a n-gga speedin’ down 70 in that new chevy thang
move that freight at a fast pace
call me the money train cuhz every town i hit i got my own lane
and every town i hit i bring the snow and the rain
so in touch with my inner shuffler
i’m not a big spender, i’m a huge stuff-er
stuff a backwood with all good
stuff 10 louis bags with all i could
a real reputable my office is the hood
i’m the pipeline look i control the plug
and on me today well sh-t i predict a flood
ok par now he going off the deep end
mountain skrill-billy n-gga the last of the mohicans
i’m almost to the light i can feel my beam peakin’
a mile-high n-gga from the western region
going dumb on these beats when the b-ss is peakin’
street codes n-gga yeah we still believe in
-ss-ssins creed k!ll a n-gga for info leakin’
my circle’s strong n-gga ain’t no breachin’
can i get a omg (oh my god) this n-gga preachin’
and we ain’t worried bout them people either
this sh-t is ether, i’m on it like it’s mine not a feature
you a beast lol i’m a creature
hyena off the leash on weak mc’s i feast
stay gone off par-fect tress n-gga bout to part the sea
i’m bout to wake the city up hmg independent kings
par da’god n-gga this is a blessing
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