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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

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

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

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

'Cause you got to groove, freeze, 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, audience, mass hysteria
Some rappers make good records but live they are a

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

I don't care if you're arrogant or inheritance
From yo' parent's parent and did didn't share it 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 that tear and rip
Through the speaker 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

Party people, you are now being by the sounds
Of Chief and Gift of Gab, Blackalicious
We're here to you higher, y'all
And I want everybody from side, to side in the 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
Flyin' this, iris, wireless mics, the fire is bright, retire

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

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

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,