Dope D.O.D. - Groove lyrics

(Intro - Redman & Skits Vicious] Ha man, Redman fool D.o.D n***a (Yo Uh huh, uh huh,) Yeah! (Word, God damn it Maztek You k**ing them again son, uh Yo im gonna let this one roll,) OWW! (yo uh huh uh huh yo skits vicious Yo yo) Let`s go let`s go [Verse 1 - Skits Vicious] I don`t care where you`re coming from(Hell No!) I spit ninja stars straight popping through your bubblegum Double trouble, double gun time splitters Never subtle the vibe gives spines shivers House of rhyme mirrors you in a maze lost A cage fight is how we face off Get the f** up, Simon says get the f** up (Get the f** up!) Funk Doc, D.O.D., dumb f**s get chopped up,(yes!) Locked up with the mug shot Bite my sh** and watch how your tongue rots You ain't close to us by a long shot You a joke so this is where the fun stops Nun chucks and shuriken blades This sh** turns most made men to maids They follow orders I make them surrender Hit yo a** up from the bottom when you enter [Chorus] Now (Groove), MC`s ain`t got no guts but (We Do) so just turn the volume up and (Groove) if you ain`t got the urge to bust well (We do) so just turn the volume up just (Groove) the scene ain`t got no guts well (We Do) so just turn the volume up and (Groove)if you ain`t got the urge to burst well (We Do)just turn the volume up just (Groove) [Verse 2 - Redman] Oh My god homie i`m the sh** I got flies on me Feel like F.B.I.`s eyes on me But I don`t sell crack, I sell real rap The fans tired yelling out ``Where the sk**s at`` I`ll show you I got them, Doc from rock bottom Dog`s a rottweiler, lock me in asylum The local hero hanging with the weirdo`s Heat like Pacino k**ing De Niro My Dre beats rocking, women is E popping I get them off like they meeting a new cochrane Yeah your boy heavy I been food shopping I eat the track sh** it out then you drop it I got no manners brave like atlanta I gotta D.O.D. banner and a head cannon And if you f**s wanna know where your man landing I gotta party going on in the Grand Canyon n***a [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Jay Reaper] n***as make fake sh**, ya cake b**h tasteless I`m impatient I just take sh** rapist Bates sh**, hit a b**h in the braces And paint faces, when i`m locked in my basement It`s basically based on that one night I spaced In a rage, I split a b**h face on the pavement I`m satan, the god of the game you be playing And i`m praised in 88 ways in 8 great nations A mason, displaying the ways of the ancients They gave me the gift now i`m blazing like Cajun You must be mistaken, thinking that i`m Freddy but i`m Jay-son Creating a patient amazing, I`m just saying I`ll be spraying like a Super saiyan Human torch, my whole crew is flaming Jay piven, I`m the best damn movie agent The multi made it, and I wrap it up by saying Groove [Chorus]