Hackers movie - Good Grief lyrics

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Song by Urban Dance Squad<br /><br>

My style is triple, quadruple, damage for mc's <br>

I make 'em huff 'n puff like mufflers for meineke <br>

Human exhaust, you wanna get lost ? <br>

Rhymes plus exxon ride brains like alain prost <br>

Mc clowns, I blaze towns <br>

I dragwheel skulls, leave with speed 'n dust cloud <br>

All you monkeys, donkeys, alternative junkies <br>

I'm strictly t-rex, 'n my rap just crunch, see <br>

The jive 'n babble, throw heavy scrabble <br>

Sparkles plus the bubbles plus the flavor like snapple <br>

All you socalled rebels heavy metal cattle <br>

Some horses got force but I simply tame with saddle <br>

Hunt a stunt like 'red october', ain't crossin' over <br>

Oops ! scud scrub ? patriot makes pulver <br>

The music hits, fierce as it is <br>

Check the brothers in the crowd that 'hiss' <br>

Good grief <br>

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Industry check to mac, and wanna know me <br>

I kick against control untamed like wild pony <br>

Stay lonely like tony, attract like coney island <br>

My style man, don't need no master, flasher <br>

Test a prankster gangster like a gatt much faster <br>

Get the band aid, the kid front hard knock <br>

I sport more techniques confidential than fort knox <br>

Sort of tool - glock - automatic on the static <br>

Synthetic - plastic ?- you stay ready with the cascet <br>

I throw a style, now a freak wants to test it <br>

It's crazy mega fab, makes your hottie cher <br>

I crush mc jaws who oughtta be chandelier <br>

And drop the ltter - on the quitter <br>

The survival-rival gets stranger <br>

Much fitter <br>

Worldwide you get served like stinky cheese <br>

More force than a sexual intercourse <br>

So mc's please ! <br>

Brothers amaze - keep 'em all in a daze <br>

With the wild funk blaze <br>

Good grief <br>

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One time for your mind now, as I have to climb now <br>

Step by step now, where your rap now <br>

I kick the flavor like a wes craven <br>

People under my stairs wanna steal like raven <br>

Black with breaks wanna croak when spoken to <br>

Some shitty nonsense beat, you gotta be jokin' too <br>

The rhyme enforcer, rhythm corsair <br>

Hit the core with force, well of course oh ! <br>

Don't give me that lip lip <br>

Like he thought that he could <br>

I frown on bullshit like my name's clint eastwood <br>

You come with fronts, stunts 'n poses <br>

I welcome you to my jungle <br>

Like my name was guns 'n roses <br>

I blast the sound, you check the sound <br>

You gotz to be down, and be like charlie brown <br>

Saying good grief<br>

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