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Get up everybody, time to sway okay
Greg is on the mic with no delay
Get up everybody, it's time to sway
Greg Nice is on the mic with no

She, said, her name was
I said, "Yo Lola,
Suave bola,
Arabia, Coca-Cola
My watch is run by solar"

Get down, my mic technique
Let's freak, let's freak, let's freak to the
get cashed at the end of the weak
C'mon, the Halls with skins and party
weight 'cause I do eat hearty
When I get tipsy I drink Bacardi
Greg Nice, I'm here, ghost

I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the

Fester, the baldhead jester
Not me, the Minister, the mic
Five-oh arrest a G, doin' ill
Took a hoe to pull out the
Droppin' G, the case court is to
Kickin' the bobo, chewin' on a

Ain't a Volvo with no paid
Sippin' cocoa and rollin' up
Fee fie foe fum I awake drums
The buns ain't cause your breath hums
No Funky Drummer pass summons

But you can't the Humrush hummings
Like Roto Rooter pipes like a plumber
Nice and Smooth 'cause three's a prime
I go brick church buildin' when I'm
So flip off my tip, I rip the mic

I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the

I praise the that I'm no longer a vandal
Kiss my daughter goodnight, I light a white candle
And sit and meditate
Evaluate,
'Cause I didn't to be here, on wax
Unveling a truth with of all facts

'Cause in my life I see the life of many
shades of colors, sisters, brothers
And once my leaves my bodily shell
I to receive a new vail
Of some concious abode

Chose by few on the positive
A man is judged by the of his heart
So who's to say who's dumb and who's
Aiyyo Serch, I came to you speak
(What up?)
Get on the mic and your microphone technique

I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the
I'm on the

Watch me shine it's time for sundown
I had a scuffle with a kid it only went one
I got a girl so no need to sex a hoe
But I gas 'em up like they're at Texaco
Ring goes my phone, so I it up and say, what up?

flippin', so I tell him to shut up
We'd use a F word, but Ice Cube got the
So I'll make it, "Funky For You" with Nice
And his partner B
the Superbowl, just for Bud Bowl III

Then I 'Living Colour' 'cause Homey don't play dat
Money like my honey in my crib and it'll stay way
The equality
You don't like it then gonna join the Dead Poet's Society
Try to flip on this quartet speaks
And Serch will disperse, the microphone