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Текст песни Tragedy the Intelligent Hoodlum - Grand Groove

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YeahCheck it outLet`s just sit backAnd thik about all your peoples that passed awayAll my peoples that passed awayAll my peoplesAll my peoples that passed awayJust another one of them type of thingsTo your peoplesCheck it outCheck it outLet me lock down and get into thisI gets funky like a monkey that ain`t washed in yearsMy poetical punch puts me above my peersI`m a hood who`s good, many say I`m intelligentUltimate imperial, lyrical of benevolenceIn `86 I was the Ebony PrinceMovin on, for `92 I make a big differenceSlash your rope and take your soul and change you into a queenI`m the king in this here thing and now I`m rippin the sceneNo delayin in my sayin, cause playin is for little kidsBut when I`m stressed, I go relax inside my pyramidI write raps, precious like artifactsCause I`m a cool cat tryin to get real fatWhat`s in my name, but the style is a descriptionBecause my skills date back to the EgyptiansCream of the Earth, and I was first to swim the NileAnd I was chosen at birth to be a star childRap vernacular and lyrical conceiverNubian lover who never caught the jungle feverReflect and inject in your brain, so you won`t forget itI grab the mic and save the party like a paramedicThe instrumental leads the way to my mentalityLife is a tragedy, but hey, it`s just realityI fell asleep, but then I woke up quick on the doublePeace to Trouble, yo baby, you know I love youDancin on the clouds with your golden micWhile I`m livin on this Earth I`m gonna keep the fight[Name], don`t cry, she didn`t die, she just took the tripSo all you drug dealin niggas better get a gripI treat girls like Nikes and I love to sport emMy brain blooms like a flower in the month of autumnAutumn is fall, pardon me, I meant to say springSo here`s some cash, buy a new mic, I`ma rep this thingSneak to the jams into the parks until my mother called meDroppin the skills on the mic my dead father taught meIntelligent, but you know the Hoodlum stays behind meAnd when you need me, Mrs. [Name] you know where to find meThe heat is on, word is bond, and it`s gettin higherI dedicate this to [Name] and [Name] [Last Name]Bustin my brain, designin raps really paid offRough or smooth, I never felt the need to get softSo now I flex this, young and I`m wrecklessA revolutionist, far from a sexistBut yet still a lotta ladies wanna sex The god in the flesh, whatever I possessI grab the microphone, and intellect will manifestYeahCheck it outJust one of them type of thingsThat you just sit backAnd think aobut all your peoples that passed awayAll my peoples that passed awayAll my peoplesAll my peoples that passed awayAll my peoples that`s passed awayMy man [Name], bust a moveWe love you, [Name], bust a moveMy man [Name], bust a moveWe love you, [Name], bust a moveGrand Groove, bust a moveWe love you, Grand GrooveYou know what I`m sayin?One of them type of thingsWe dedicate to the peoplesTo all my peoples that passed awayTo all my peoples that passed awayWe love you to this dayAll my peoples, that`s the wayAnd that`s the wayCheck it out, bust a moveGrand Groove, bust a moveWe love you, Grand Groove, bust a move

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