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Grand Daddy I. U. lyrics I Kick Ass lyrics [VERSE 1] Introducin Daddy U and Steady Flow Lights, cameras, action, let's go Nude and fat girls attack the tall mack The chumps who lack fall back cause they all wack So while they play the rear girlies stay to hear Me and Kay make you say: hooray and cheer Rockin steady, straight and continuous Cool and casual, nothin too stringuous Cause I like to flow smooth, keepin a slow groove And I don't give a fuck if you don't move Cause either way I still get mine Combine and design dope lines of all kind My competition stands stiff as a tree trunk The dope I got is much rawer than P-Funk Cause artificial stimulation don't last But I maintain and remain to kick ass I got somethin to say that you shouldn't miss You get with this? (Oh, my goodness!) Stay out the kitchen, the heat is too hot And cookin the pot is the I dot U dot And I.U. is the name they call me The six foot tall grand daddy of em all, gee I'm comin atcha like a wild rhinoceros Take my crown? That shit sound preposterous Cause all those attemptin to do such Get caught in a clutch cause the U's just too much It only take one look and you're under my spell Then you fell, what the hell, now you wonder why You can't match the things I accomplish You ever try to step to this, you get stomped, bitch Those who flam I slam, and goddamn When I step in a jam you all scram Cause I get nitro, hot as a micro- Wave and behave buckwild like a psycho As I laugh and do as I prefer to do Don't even crack a smile while I murder you You fuckin chump Hey yo Kay, let the system pump I kick ass (I'ma give ya action) (I'ma kick yo ass) [VERSE 2] Never in life have you heard such poetry Cause ain't no man alive who can flow with me All opponents get dust off quick fast And you can kiss me, Kay Cee and Easy Rick ass Smoother than this can no three men flow For those who didn't know I provide info For you and yours and his and hers So yo, here's the scoop on what the group does I kick ass cause the U is the violent kind And get sporty with a forty of Ballantine While my man Easy Rick picks a skeezy chick Bust off and break north with a greasy dick And deejay Kay Cee cuts superb Six lick tricks on a mix and you're to the curb Competition gets worse and worse, you curse Rehearse, but still ain't get prop the first Fuckin with me's more deadly than cyanide And those who collide all die, so you try and hide But in a bout you're gettin rendered senseless Defenseless now it's time to commence this I write rhymes that keep the crowd cheerin Say type shit you never thought about hearin Not just the same old same with a slight change I elevate to an untouchable height range Beyond the stars Mars, Venus and Jupiter No way, no how, no man can get stupider So cut the crap and save all the foolishness There'll never be an MC as cool as this So play the back, boy, fuck the bullshit Try to get flip, I guarantee that you'll get Your ass kicked, stretch ya just like elastic Broke like plastic, you stupid bastard You shoulda known not to fuck with I.U. Now I bet you're petro and try to Cause I make the mic bust off like a Mac-10 And keep the whole auditorium packed in Front to back from the stage to the hallway Kay'll blaze on the fade like always Rippin the slice and dice, cuts are twice as nice While I add spice to the mic device My rap style's the best in the biz Word to miz, think it ain't what it is? Cause rhyme after rhyme each verse flows loosely Hittin like a brick and kickin like Bruce Lee What I invent keep the crowd content I chew MC's like a stick of bubble mint Knock em out the box and totally annihilate One thing I hate is cheepskates who violate Smile in my face, give me a pound or a handshake Then behind my back you flip like a pancake But all of that is envy and jealousy A better MC than me you'll never be You bum, you get nothin, son, not a mere crumb Now I'ma smack the wax off your eardrum Back off the set, pack your bags and flee Nah fuck it - call the police If that don't work, then got a order of protection But still I roll in your direction I blast, harrass and surpass quick fast Any MC who fuck with me, yo gee, I kick ass (I'ma give ya action) (I'ma kick yo ass) Yo The Grand Daddy U is definitely on the map, homes You know what I'm sayin My man Easy Rick and DJ Kay Cee Straight out Hempsted, Long Island, homes Know what I'm sayin Fuck all the bullshit (I'ma kick yo ass) Other Grand Daddy I. U. lyrics: Don T Stress Me lyrics Low Key lyrics Represent lyrics Slingin Bass lyrics Take It From Da Top lyrics Behind Bars lyrics Dominos lyrics Mass Destruction lyrics Nobody Move lyrics Pick Up The Pace lyrics Soul Touch lyrics Sugar Free lyrics The U Is Smooth lyrics This Is A Recording lyrics |