The B.U.M.S. (Brothas Unda Madness)

The B.U.M.S. (Brothas Unda Madness) - Non Stoppin' The Groove lyrics

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You gets no respect when you're live as a still-born fetus
 A B you C this, to prove it, a D hits
 The E is, restless, so F this, who's next to get reckless
 God protects this, only Malcolm X is equal
 when it comes to motivatin people
 Cool but at times I pack a tool like ?
 Sly as a fox when I slapbox like Zsa Zsa Gabor
 or get me open and I'm hell like Pandora
 Before words are spoken, the herb pinch my nerve
 like a Vulcan, lobotomizing MC's, splittin brain cells open
 I'm dope when I make feet tap, like I'm
 Sammy Davis Jr. with a glass eye full of crack
 The Natural, is smokin a party like Carlos Rossi
 Not Mario Van P., but run with a _Posse_
 As the world turns I leave MC's with third degree burns
 Get around like germs, stompin turfs like pachyderms
 Sweeter than the man who made Duran say "No mas"
 Cash is earned _Here and Now_ like Luther Van-dross
 but I never been greedy
 Ten percent of all the cash that I earn goes to the needy
 Chorus
 [D-Wyze]
 They can't catch my groove, on the mic I take fools to school
 Batter up, D-Wyze ties the force into a knot, smooth
 Now watch the boy linger
 from the shit that I produce, hits like ass on your fingers
 Get it? Before the bombs blow like C-4
 Priority's the label, All City is the door, slammin
 Hip-Hop niggaz never heard before (Yeah?)
 And givin you more and more, so check it
 Brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, don't even bother
 The rapper's also yo, a fuckin barber
 Figured if this shit don't work I gotta have somethin to
 fall back on, but for now, I stand strong
 Put on my black Chuck Timberland boots
 Stepped over the suede strip so I can pick up the scoop
 HEYYY, hard hittin kids get loose
 All samples get cleared quick, cause this crew got juice
 The, habitual liar is me
 I get head from off of Manny while I watch Dynasty
 while I write, I write rhymes every night
 I'm so bad, for what I wrote I had to fight
 You punk-ass, D-Wyze'll never lose my moves
 I get filthy over Joe's tracks, you can't catch my groove
 Chorus
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Priority Records

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

Appearing on: Lyfe 'n' Tyme (1995)

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