Steady B - Don't Disturb This Groove lyrics

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Steady B - Don't Disturb This Groove lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm distinguished The competition is relinquished I'm standin' in amazement after you've seen this Words are put together are then translated Inside the microphone you won't debate it Hear the choice and the fact that I'm back in the spot Steady B, me, rock nonstop No one is parallel to the sound that I'm usin' I'm like a bomb and there's no defusin' No other can contend, oh no, NO NO! But when I rock the microphone beginning to the end Tat up on the cut like a nympho s*ut Rotate the tables, I move my bu*t So don't be slow when it's time to move I don't care what you do don't disturb this groove! [Verse 2] If you're bettin' I'm steppin', MC's don't sleep Cause Steady B the rhyme master is about to leap Into new heights, I'm a poet when I write Focus attentions on the mic, not fights Beats so hard and I choose to pick The man on the drums poundin' with two sticks His foot on the ba**, the combination is completed You can't delete it, you surely can't beat it Come on funky drummer, catch the s**as in a slumber Takin' control, who know is my number Yes I like the rap, let my rhymes commence You wanna beef but do so at your own expense I create the rhymes that make perfect sense Don't claim that I'm the king, cause I'm the hip hop prince Voice so seductive, aw yes move And when I'm in control don't disturb this groove! [Verse 3] The (better jam ya most?) cause the best arrive And you can take my word I will never deprive You, or anybody else for that matter Cause after you hear this jam you will chatter Sayin' that you heard it, sayin' Steady did it I keep the fire burnin', cause of course I lit it DJ Tat like a one man band Blendin' sendin' beats with his hands My groove will keep you swayin', so.. don't disturb it Just rock along and with me you can word it There's no disruption, I'm serious Pay attention, I don't care if you're delirious Lyrics so def, not easy to digest And even harder.. was the (feelin' depressed?) Got the mouth of a preacher but I'm not a faker Like Jim Baker, a scandalous maker I rock the mic, and you move I bet you can't bust this groove! [Verse 4] Don't bet it, you won't forget it The groove will make you move if you just let it Don't break the floor, make sure you know Imagination is the key in order to grow I'm internationally known, the mic I own And when I start to use it, minds get blown I mean what I say, not known for schemin' Makin' rappers bite their tongue, when I rock I'm supremin' I got rhymes like (boast?), create beats like symphonies So def that's why I make so many enemies My groove is unsurpa**ed Won't break, or tilt, and built to last Through thick and thin, in all kinds of weather With patented lyrics, it's put together With the style that sure to sooth Well Tat Money cut the funky groove!