Groovy
Groovy gravy in the bottle
Full throttle
Please baby save me
From the depths of my lyrics
Asking what's left from my spirits
Knee deep in the muddle of messes
Huddle heaving over strength in my hexes
Who's the next to pop Pop
Savage my guess is the poet duh
Who pretty the pages of poise
Knew he was making some noise
Boys be faking the joy of rap
See I double lap at the sound of the gun
Kick a beat at my feet watch me run with it
Super lyrical Big Pun with it
I done writ it so print it
And press
I'm the kid with an S on his chest
Won't rest till my granny could eat
And little brown boys stop taking the beat
Cold cops sliding snaky the feet
Rappers mumbling shaky to speak
Don't you know aunty died
From the whip
So when you trapping remember rapping
Is the action to spit get it
Flip the views from the opposite crew
Been feeling blue bumping Nina Simone
Hoping the White Home
Leave us alone
Gov shut down
Got the hood cut down
But the poet keep it preaching
Till it's sundown blasting
Semi-automatic on my tongue
Rip another pun
Number one
In the league they drafting
Got these politicians gasping
Unable to grasp him
Unable to lap him
I'm a touch down in the end zone
Fresh flown out from NY
Mingling with greats
My third eye won't shake
When I get to the gates
I break locks at the shock of my stakes
Savage speeding no pulling the breaks
Prime spot no ribeye
Spit it to ya ribs
Make water come to eyes
Who am I I I
I be the elephant of rap
Savage wack
Nah that ain't facts
How preposterous is that
Ask lil Kim
The rhinoceros of rap
What what
Coming for the mic ya better fight
What what
Ima shoot the snipe upon ya hype
What what
Funky fresh and fly till the day I die
Savage never lie
If you question listen why
Im Super groovy groovy groovy
I got the juice the proof
That ooouuuuieeeee
I pop the bands on sands
Overseas
Hopping on a wave to caves of rubies
I rock the funk
My sound will jump
James brown stunt
On all competition
Lil guy with some freaky Ambition
Risen from the blur of my vision
To see the sun
In the scope of revision
Freedom comes
You gotta snatch the decision
And break loose
From the ache of the noose
Gimmie the loot
Biggie begging
For my state of recruit
You see my mumble gonna
Rumble the best at it
Fuck being humble
Savage
Let the best have it
Ha Groovy Groovy
Full throttle
Please baby save me
From the depths of my lyrics
Asking what's left from my spirits
Knee deep in the muddle of messes
Huddle heaving over strength in my hexes
Who's the next to pop Pop
Savage my guess is the poet duh
Who pretty the pages of poise
Knew he was making some noise
Boys be faking the joy of rap
See I double lap at the sound of the gun
Kick a beat at my feet watch me run with it
Super lyrical Big Pun with it
I done writ it so print it
And press
I'm the kid with an S on his chest
Won't rest till my granny could eat
And little brown boys stop taking the beat
Cold cops sliding snaky the feet
Rappers mumbling shaky to speak
Don't you know aunty died
From the whip
So when you trapping remember rapping
Is the action to spit get it
Flip the views from the opposite crew
Been feeling blue bumping Nina Simone
Hoping the White Home
Leave us alone
Gov shut down
Got the hood cut down
But the poet keep it preaching
Till it's sundown blasting
Semi-automatic on my tongue
Rip another pun
Number one
In the league they drafting
Got these politicians gasping
Unable to grasp him
Unable to lap him
I'm a touch down in the end zone
Fresh flown out from NY
Mingling with greats
My third eye won't shake
When I get to the gates
I break locks at the shock of my stakes
Savage speeding no pulling the breaks
Prime spot no ribeye
Spit it to ya ribs
Make water come to eyes
Who am I I I
I be the elephant of rap
Savage wack
Nah that ain't facts
How preposterous is that
Ask lil Kim
The rhinoceros of rap
What what
Coming for the mic ya better fight
What what
Ima shoot the snipe upon ya hype
What what
Funky fresh and fly till the day I die
Savage never lie
If you question listen why
Im Super groovy groovy groovy
I got the juice the proof
That ooouuuuieeeee
I pop the bands on sands
Overseas
Hopping on a wave to caves of rubies
I rock the funk
My sound will jump
James brown stunt
On all competition
Lil guy with some freaky Ambition
Risen from the blur of my vision
To see the sun
In the scope of revision
Freedom comes
You gotta snatch the decision
And break loose
From the ache of the noose
Gimmie the loot
Biggie begging
For my state of recruit
You see my mumble gonna
Rumble the best at it
Fuck being humble
Savage
Let the best have it
Ha Groovy Groovy
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Writer(s): Richard Perez Jr
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