NICE & SMOOTH

NICE & SMOOTH - Save The Children lyrics

rate me

(feat. Everlast)

Save the children.. save the children.. [echoes]

Save the children.. save the children.. [echoes]

Save the children.. save the children.. [echoes]

Save the children.. save the children.. [echoes]

[Everlast]

It's the ill funk freaker, comin out your speaker

Run and take a leak-ah, stay and yo Eureka

Like a 49er, no one can rock finer

The funky one liner, fuck a one-timer

From South Carolina all the way to Vancouver

Don't make a move or I'ma buck your ass down

I don't fuck around cause I'm the crazy white peckerwood cracker

You might catch a smack or

maybe catch a bullet, cause I'm known to pull it

And I'm known to use it, I got patience punk don't abuse it

You choose it, cause you wanna hear it

Tried to bite the style but you can't come near it, fear it

Run for the hills get off the dillz split the mills

My name's Everlast, I wipe my ass with hundred dollar bills

I get cheap thrills, from stickin fly models

I tap forty bottles, a sucker duck waddles

My man Jorge said, walk like a fuckin duck

My name's Everlast cause I don't give a fuck

[Smooth Bee]

Me neither, my name is Smooth Bee

And motherfuckers always tryin to make me prove the

fact that I can't be touched

No way, no such

How much will it take, will I break or bust?

Will I stale or rust? Will I create dope shit, yeah that's a must

You know my credential

And rippin on the mic is life's bare essential

Now this shit here will make your hands clap

toes tap, universal soul slap

In your area, is it scarin ya? It shouldn't

We just makin moves that others couldn't

For whatever reason

You know we comin fully equipped to rip shop in any season

Greg Nice, by the count of three (uh, uh, uh, uh)

Three two one, one two three (uh, uh, uh, uh)

Get on the mic, let me hear you MC

[Greg Nice]

Yo it ache my nerves when a sucker MC

wanna bite the style, it's juvenile

They don't understand I'm the +Jewel of the Nile+

By the right or the write of penpal

No problem at all, I got dough

And don't ask me who rip the show

You know my pedigree, you know my logo

I'm on a mission like Pete(?) and So So

Tap your heels, like Dorothy and Toto

The blunt just rush to my head

And don't be misled by the word I said

Yo I gotta have it, just like Ned

Pullin more switches than my man ConEd

Pullin more switches than my man ConEd.. [echoes]

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