Grand Daddy I.U.

Grand Daddy I.U. - Dominos lyrics

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Yo U

What's your response to the MC's down there on the corner, man

Talkin about doin you somethin, man

What's up with that?



First of all, man

No MC in the world can get with this, gee



Yeah, I know that, but you know

Well, this guy is talkin that foolishness



I tell you what, gee

Yo, line em up



[VERSE 1]

Turn on your radio, here we go again

It's time for the U to flow again

Mellow and smooth, blowin cool like a summer breeze

Just like leaves from the trees, you dumb MC's

Are gone with the wind

When I blow, you'll all end

So fasten your seatbelt, sit back and hold on

Brace yourself and prepare to get rolled on

And I'ma take it to your death

Watch you scream till your very last breath

I get vexed and explode like a bomb

Catchin more bodies than Vietnam

The mic's a fuse, and my brain is the dynamite

Ignitin when type MC's keep tryin to write

Rhymes like U

You can't swing it, you're doo-doo

Talkin a lotta stuff, but that's not enough

It takes action, and you ain't got enough

So when you come, bring a army

Even your mommy, and you still can't harm me

Cause fake MC's, enemies, and foes

I just smack em and watch em fall like dominos



[Slick Rick] (Back-slap ya all down like y'all were dominos)



[VERSE 2]

Who's the smoothest, that's the question

If you don't know, then keep guessin

You're not sure? Well, here's a clue

It's one letter - the U

My technique and talent perplexes

While my rhyme flexes from here to Texas

Handsome and tall

You wanna battle? Come one, come all

I crush your world while your girlfriend swings low

Get with this? Yo, I don't think so

So take a step to the back

What, is you stupid, or is it crack?

My brain flows and grows like a embryo

Suckers are frontin, but they don't really know

What damagin a mic's about

1-2-3 strikes - you're out

What I recite will ignite like sulfur

Bite - you might catch a ulcer

So take this advice for your personal safety

Drop your mic and get the hell away from me

Cause enemies and foes

I just smack em and watch em fall like dominos



[VERSE 3]

Nice and easy, yeah, that's how it ought to be

If it ain't smooth, it ain't raw to me

Give me a mellow beat and a bassline

Rhymes combined make you move your waistline

So listen as the rhyme is said

But you don't have to dance, just bop your head

Daddy U's as smooth as smooth can get

Bodies movin, it proves that the groove's a hit

A vocal tone don't get no crisper

Loud and clear even if I whisper

So give me a slow pace, beat with a low bass

And pass the mic and I ain't goin no place

I won't fatigue, take a pause, or retire

Energy flows to me from a microphone wire

Soon as it's plugged up, couples are hugged up

Touch the U? Boy, you must be drugged up

Cause fake MC's, enemies, and foes

I just smack em and watch em fall like dominos
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