Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dope On A Rope, artist - Nice & Smooth.
Date of issue: 31.12.1988
Song language: English
Dope On A Rope |
Look, stare, you can scope |
Because Nice & Smooth is like dope on a rope |
Yo, Nice & Smooth is like dope on a rope |
A cyclops, has one eyeball |
Hello Dolly like how’d you fall |
I can riff cause my name’s not Biff |
I’ll drink a Heineken (well I’ll smoke a spliff) |
Yo I caught a ci-zzab, paid the ti-zzab |
Jump, (?) a boot to bi-zzack |
Ooh man damn dag forgot my doo rag |
Like Popeye need spinach to beat up the sea hag |
My name is Greg Nice, I got gusto |
I got a little booty and she better no be no ho |
On the mic I’ll never diss |
But if I diss you know what you can kiss |
Kiss me, yo, I’m not a star baby |
I eat beef baby, not caviar |
No chaffeur and no Benz car |
Down with Nice & Smooth and I’m gonna go far |
Look, stare, you can scope |
Because Nice & Smooth is like dope on a rope |
Lookin out beyond a level of sight and sound |
To wear a crown might be profound |
But pound for pound I must astound you |
Or leave a stain inside your membrane |
I wanna reign, supreme like a Powerlord |
And use my brain and a pen, like a shield and a sword |
Since my mind conceive this, why not believe it |
My hands receive it, and therefore I must achieve it |
Then I have no other alternative |
Than to show the party people just how I live |
See I emerged from a level called brown |
And like an atom radiates, I develop from the elements |
Then I saw a vision of greatness |
So I proceeded to follow a path, where only warriors go |
I found the glow, I learned to know to go with the flow |
I’ve grown, but must continue to grow |
I’m like the sun, or should I say the North Star |
A black pearl, or maybe I’m a quasar |
I’m bright as hell, sometimes it even scares me |
How in the world could one MC, be so deep? |
I don’t creep, like a frog I leap |
And I, reap what I sew and sew what I reap |
My lyrics seep into your soul and gain control |
This is a fact not rigamarole |
I’m icy cold but warm like a mink stole |
See I’ve been writin rhymes, since I was pre-natal |
I have a lust and hunger for stage, my attraction is fatal |
If I was to categorize me |
I’d be a bigger surprise than human eyes could see |
Look, stare, you can scope |
Because Nice & Smooth is like dope on a rope |
Yo, Nice & Smooth is like dope on a rope |
Yo, Nice & Smooth is like dope on a rope |
Teddy Ted, the late night rocker |
Gets a little tipsy when he drinks a little vodka |
But his hands stay steady on the wheels of steel |
You duck DJ’s y’all know the deal |