GRAND DADDY I.U.

GRAND DADDY I.U. - The U Is Smooth lyrics

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[VERSE 1]

(Move em, U) Ah yeah, the U's in effect

Live and direct I project my intellect

I wrote another verse for imitators to copy-cat

You learn the words, recitin's where you get sloppy at

You can't kick it quite like the U can

Any fan in the stand can tell whose rhymes you ran

Man, the words the same, verses identical

Wanna be down, but you ain't been a cool

Brother like the U, so my knob you're slobbin

31 flavors like Baskin & Robbin

The U trains by drainin brains

And the only remains is bloodstains

Havoc and homicide, rappers are mumified

You tried, but lost your pride, now you run and hide

You're trapped in a maze, there's no escape route

Guilty of theft, so you're left as a deaf-mute

You floor at my feet, but when I step you're left there

With tears in your eyes, but I don't care

Nothin you can do, now you're down and desperate

Next time you know I ain't the one to mess with

So keep this in mind before you move

Yo, the U is smooth

[VERSE 2]

(Yo U, tell em how you're livin, gee)

Sittin in my dressin room with a star on my door

The crowd is waitin for the show to be raw

News reporters is hawkin me, fans anticipatin

It's almost show time, so keep waitin

2 minutes left, now you're watchin the clock

Countin every second to the last tic-toc

Now the spotlight shines, the curtains go up

And like a vulcano Daddy U will erupt

I jitter-bop on stage and grab the mic with a tight grip

I carry a tool for any fool who might flip

Cause when I'm in effect pandemonium breaks loose

You ask how I did it? I tell you it takes juice

No other brother can touch the U, I'm too smooth

And that's word to momma du'

All raps I write is up to par

I started out at the bottom, now I live like a star

I'm talkin flicks and autographs, saunas and bubble baths

Producers and managers hawkin me like psychopaths

Everything is real, so bust a move

And remember: the U is smooth

[VERSE 3]

(Yo, tell em what's up with your deejay, man)

Kay's a doctor, his headphones a stethoscope

Music's a medicine, scratch is so def it's dope

You will agree, Kay Cee is nasty

So check out the cut and knowledge how fast he

Switched from one mix to the next

On pace with the bass, all it takes is a flex

And I pimp the microphone, this stage is like my throne

So leave my rhymes alone, homes, and write your own

I'm like Simon, so listen cause Simon says

Commence dancin, and I'ma keep rhymin as

Long as there's a beat, but if it stop I'll still go

My brain's equipped with more volts than Willco

So plug up the mic, if it works I'll work it

And Kay'll kill the cut till the mixer short-circuit

Cause everything's real, so bust a move

And remember: the U is smooth

[VERSE 4]

(Yo U, kick the last verse, let's get outta here, man)

Get ready, it's almost showtime

And I'ma turn it out in no time

So park your ride, maintain your stride

Pay your 10 dollars to get inside

You say it's too much, don't worry it's worth it

No mistakes, everything is perfect

A line around the corner, seven heads to a car means

The crowd is packed in like sardines

Security is tight for those who came to fight

I'll jump on any chump who try to spoil my night

Cause I got plans for girls on the dancefloor

Niggas wanna know what I.U. stands for

The I is for in there, U's for untouchable

And the shit you pop is just a bunch of bull

Everything is real, so bust a move

And remember: the U is smooth

Yeah

Yo, I wanna say what's up to

My man Money Mike Floyd

My DJ Kay Cee

My man E.R.P. Easy Rick The Player

Vaughn, Biz, the man Doc

The whole Crown Heights

And peace and love to my daughter Muffin

We out

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