is done, you found a lover and someone cares This kinda love Is a once in a lifetime groove (ooh, ooh, ooh) cause this kinda love Is a once in a lifetime groove
job is done, you found a lover and someone cares This kinda love Is a once in a lifetime groove (ooh, ooh, ooh) cause this kinda love Is a once in a lifetime groove
zoom We can spend the night So I can meet you at the top to build ya Drip, drop, honey love When we're making love to this groove Let's make it right
Ah keep on, chcka chcka chcka (Repeat 6x) Mo'fucker move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves Rap
Marks I erase like racism I'm as large as a bigot Groove is my escapism when I'm bubbly I just kick it What I need from you is understanding that I'
clear Your lady naked here, put that cologne on me That can of five grand, daddy yeah roll on me She called her girlfriend, I said you're so phony You cats
I get roasted lookin' at Biggie posted on my wall Takin' shots of Louie 'til I fall Nuttin' to lose, just load the clip up in the groove And kick rhymes
Oh yeah Send me baby, send Ooh Pam, pam, param Ta, ra, ra, ram Cafe cats are waiting, loves anticipating Coffee steaming on a rainy day Couldn't stay
I bring Sing songs call survival on the Mingus revival Scored the bass hit with my bugged out clique It?s doodlebugm give me love for a visual script Sip the groove
way out My baby loves to kiss when Ornette just lays out So the quotes be as such bout the kits, uh You down with Digable Planets yous a hipster, shit I lay it on the cats
One day while I was sipping some groove juice I realized that in the span of time we're just babies It's all relative, time is unreal We're just babies
My conglomorates takin' down your whole opera-tion Niggas who hate to make themselves sound great Stun cats 'cause my system draw cats like Bayton You
bandits attack, Planet Rock, Bambaataa Peace to Pylon discovering rap And the DJ that made the first scratch Paved the way for Flex, Mister Cee, 'nuff of them cats
Peace to all the hip cats, all the Nappy Sweets This is the Brother Question, broadcasting live Via satellite from the Never Never Tunnels Now dig the
I be droppin' more plot in my mic monopoly Got to be, got to be reality, Stevie Wonder see Black Thought be me, I groove baby Or I clue they say baby
'True Lies', kill 'em and flee the scene Just bring back the coke or the cream Or else, your life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank Them cats we fuckin
As I get roasted lookin' at Biggie posted on my wall Takin' shots of Louie til I fall Nuttin' to lose, just load the clip up in the groove And kick rhymes
