| Groovy groovy jazzy funky pounce bounce dance
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| As we dip in the melodic sea
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| Rhythm keeps flowin', an'
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| Drip’s the M. C
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| Sweet sugar pop sugar pop rocks
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| Pop you don’t stop til the sweet beat drops
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| I show an' prove as I stick an' move
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| Every poem’s recited on top of the groove
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| Smooth, my, floatin' like a butterfly
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| Notes that I float sung like a lullaby
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| Brace yourself as the beat hits ya
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| Dip trip flip fantasia
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| Feel the beat drop jazz and hip-hop
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| Drippin' in your dome makes you zone and bop
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| Funk and fusion a fly illusion
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| Keeps ya coastin' on the rhythm ya cruisin'
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| Up down round and round, rhymes profound
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| But nevertheless you’ve got to get down
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| Fantasy freak through the beat so unique
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| You move your feet and sweat from the heat
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| Back to the fact I’m the mack and I know that
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| The way I kick the rhyme some will call me a poet
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| Poem steady flowin', growin' showin' sights and sounds
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| Caught in the groove in fantasia I found
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| Many tripped the tour upon the rhymes they saw
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| To an infinite height to the realm of the hardcore
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| Here we go off I take ya
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| Dip trip flip fantasia
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| Jump to the jam boogie woogie jam slam
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| Bust the dialect I’m the man in command
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| Come flow with the sound of the mighty mic master
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| Rhymin' on the mic I’ll bring the suckers to disaster
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| Yes yes and on and on I flex
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| Get with the flow verbs manifest
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| Feel the vibe from here to Asia
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| Dip trip flip fantasia |