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Copyright (c) 2007 veinmelter productions. All rights reserved.
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Good to the last beat dropped
The rhymes that I write just can’t be stopped
I’ll always sustain straight shooting like Shane
With a rhyme reservoir as deep as mine
It’s not hard to maintain a calm cool collect state of mind
There’s always new ground to brake and I’ll never break my stride
And I’ve always got the time to take a slow ride take it easy
I got a place in my heart for the girls that act sleazy
And like George and wheezy I’ll be moving on up
But not to the east or even the west side
Over the air ways and high in the sky
This is were I will reside
Cause I got the style consistency satisfaction guaranteed
My week ends on Sunday with wine Simpson’s and weed
My Saturday nights are always live
And the beard on my face has a shadow way past
I’m the biggest kid on my block I may not be ripped but I come well equipped
And my rhymes travel well when they have to be shipped
I got the flavor that you savor and I’m always right on time
I’ll always stop to taste the honey the last time I checked this was no crime
Sophisticated not often jaded if I ever win an award for this
I’m sure I’ll be elated the facts are stated
When ever they make a movie about me
You know it will be X rated
I’m not about games like Milton and Bradley
What I do is play the bass and I feel I’m not too shabby at this
I never miss & to see the girlies dancin live
Keeps me high in a state of bliss
If you’ve got the time then I’ve got you’re rhyme
I don’t drink my gin & tonic with any lemon or lime
And I love to see the ladies as they passes shaking their asses
One by one in the cong-go line
When I talk my talk count on me to walk my walk
You that it’s for real cause you now I’ve got the groove appeal
Coming FDA approved with the golden seal
I’m more solid then rock and I’m not afraid to roll
I’ve always got the time and I’m always in control
And if I don’t find my way I’ll make my way
When it comes to kicking the funk I’m always jonesing to play
Man invented the wheel so that you all can get around
So now I invent the groove so that you all can get down
Lyrics by Nigel W. Dickie © 2004 veinmelter