line free Behind me, the 3, the hard way, the jackpot Awaitin' Satan's, tryin' to take cheap shots We groove crowds, the 3 stand proud The brothers 'round the way, sit down
meat bones upon the metal sick upon the circle down upon the carpet down upon the carpet down below the parapet waiting for your bidding pig
up, made her release her hair Lights on, made sure the grease was near, Nikes on Kicked 'em right off beneath the chairs Tan lines lit up nice, made her features glare Tattoos, smooth
That we can hold it down Verse 2 Here's a percentage of that old vintage Macaroni flow but it's mare than an image Don't let the smooth taste fool ya
take things down the line Here we go one time Prepare yourself for mc terror And don't make the error of tryin to come near a Rapper so smooth and swift
or delirious My swift tongue's like a sword, that's how severe it is And I can slice and dice a fisher price mc That thought he was nice into minute
Chorus Verse three: What you really oughta do is lay back smooth As my vocals compliment the slow fat groove Just for you to blast around the way Play it nice
these creatures, features Feature and battle rappers Krs one is the head clapper Chorus Nice & smooth dem have a title(title) Flavor unit has a title(title) Nice & smooth
trauma, y'knowutumsayin? Me and my DJ Mike T's in the house, pimping all the hoes, y'knowutumsaying? I'm about to drop this smooth line, check this
is Young, smooth, jackpot, Chingaling, yeah The phantom 400 you can check the tags Spent some grands on the Louie luggage check the bags Get outta line
watch me slam Taking the bassline, freaking my lines Squeezing my reebox's pumps and kriss kross then jump Way behind the track so I sound smooth and
is to stay calm I'm smoother than that shit that you purchase from avon Girls don't play me, they strictly obey me Ask who the smoothest, bet you they
smooth speaker Peace to krs-one, that's the teacher Now let me hit you with this line I drive, this rhyme's fly This is how it goes down in the '95 That
on ice I'll a make an ugly and this motherfucker soldier be nice I been through a lot of trials, gunnin down for mine Top of the line ?growls? poppin
sent up the river next to me Four years pass and we back on the shoulder Cut a fifty up into a nice fat boulder Cut it to a nice fat pile of hover tens
front of me yo Murder n' a vision of life ,You Better keep it Down Low Step to me with caution ,Booya the raw shit Ah the dan dada ,Smooth T. and keep
' to be the one, a lyrical chauvanist Study facts, my brother, read all about it 'Cause Prince Poetry and Monch gets on down undoubted Somethin' smooth
Everything ain't hardcore you know I can't sing but my man I'ma let my man smooth that thang out for you You know, take the edge off, you know what I'
