DWYCK

Greg N-I, N,N,N-I, N,N,N-I-C-E

Aww yeah, it's another Gang Starr sure shot

Uh, featuring the one and only

Handle it, handle it Roy, Nice & Smooth

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Gang Starr has gots to be the sure shot

Nice & Smooth has gots to be the sure shot

Gang Starr has gots to be the sure shot

Nice & Smooth has gots to be the sure shot

Greg Nice, Greg N-I-C-E

Dame un beso, ah oui oui

Rock for a fee, not for free

Maybe I'll do it for charity

Now my employer or my employee

Is makin' Greg N-I-C-E very M-A-D

Don't ever, ever think of jerkin' me

I work too hard for my royalty

Put lead in ya ass and drink a cup of tea

Peace to Red Alert and Kid Capri

Ooh la la, ah oui oui

I say Muhammad Ali, ya say Cassius Clay

I say butter, you say Parkay

It's alright if ya wanna make a sway on my way uptown

Took the deuce to the tre, I originate

They duplicate, I praise the Lord and keep the faith

It's alright keep bitin' at da bait

'92, uh, one year later

Peace out, Premier take me out wit' da fader

Ok, gang

O-O-Ok gang

O-O-O-Ok gang

He, here he is

I chant, "Eenie, meenie, miny, moe"

I wreck the mic like a pimp, pimps hoes

Here's how it goes, I am a genius, I mean this

I shake this, you'll take this, I'm kinda fiendish

You wish that you could come into my neighborhood

Meaning my mental state, still I'm 5 foot 8

Crazy as I wanna be, 'cause I make it orderly

You could say I'm sorta da boss, so get lost

The brotha who will make you change opinions

Dominions I'm in them when it's time to kick shit from

The heart, plus I get a piece of the action

Feelin' satisfaction from the street crowd reaction

Chumps pull guns when they feel afraid, too late

When they dip in the kick they get sprayed

Lemonade was a popular drink and it still is

I get more props and stunts than Bruce Willis

A poet like Langston Hughes and can't lose when I cruise

Out on the expressway

Leavin' the Bodega I say "Suave"

Premier's got more beats than barns got hay

Clips are inserted into my gun

So I can take the money, never have to run

S-S-S-Smooth B

S-S-S-Smooth B

S-S-S-Smooth B

Smooth B

I left my Phillie at home, do you have another?

I wanna get blunted my brother

Now may I make a mark? then make a spark

Over this phat track, or should I say dope beat?

Subtract, delete

All of the wick-wack, that wanna be abstract

But they lack the new knack that's comin' from way way back

Ayo Premier, please pass that buddha sack

You hear we quit?, no way, bullshit

I told ya before we come back wit' more hits

I provide bright flavor, so you can sketch me

Do me a favor, don't try to catch me

Slightly ahead of the game, I'm not a lame

Ask him, he'll tell you the same he knows my name

Smooth, I drop jewels like, paraphernalia

I'm infallible, not into failure

Like a rhinoceros, my speed is prosperous

And pure knowledge expands from my esophagus

I write in the night, to bring truth to the light

My dialogue is my own 'cause Smooth B will never bite

After the tour quits, I come back with more hits

After the tour quits, I come back with more hits

After the tour quits, I come, come, come back, come back, come back, come back, come back, with more hits