| We’d like to teach the world to sing
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| In perfect harmony
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| What’s your name?
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| I’m Teddy Ted
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| My name is Greg Nice
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| And I’m MC Smooth Bee
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| Humor! |
| I’ll make you laugh
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| Go take a bath you don’t know the half
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| Yeah my structure, is like a skyscraper
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| Greg, Nice not a comic book caper
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| Like Bruce Wayne or even Dick Grayson
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| I’m not Freddie and I’m not Jason
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| I hate base and, chasin clouds of illusion
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| Mass confusion, which drug are you usin?
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| Greg, N-I-C-E
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| Freelance style, mother’s last child
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| I’m buckwild don’t make me pull your file
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| Used to wear a frown now you wear a smile
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| Teddy Ted is the jewel of the Nile
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| The original ooh child, versatile
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| Eagles wanna fly, rappers made to ramble
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| My name is Greg Nice I used to scramble
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| Met this dip who changed my world around
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| At night she wore diamonds and pearls, and I say
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| What a way to agree, she walked up to me and said umm
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| «Oh no, it can’t be!
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| The incredible sounds of Greg N-I-C-E»
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| I said yes, Nice Greg, Greg N-I-C-E
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| Come to my cabin baby doll and see
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| Thirty minutes we can go around the galaxy
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| She, bought it for sure when I walked through the door
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| Turned around I saw her bloomers on the floor
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| I said umm, golly gee I know this can’t be
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| Then I thought BA-BOW did it all for me
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| So we got busy and her name was Missy
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| I gave her permission to be my main squeeze
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| Never felt lips like these, I’m telling you!
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| She blessed me well, made me perspire
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| Missy, my number one heart’s desire
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| Rhymes, rhymes, rhymes
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| I just write rhymes, as I incline I design
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| Denyin me is like frontin on Jesus
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| And it’s a sin to begin, knowing you’ll never win
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| You wanna be my friend? |
| Blend
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| I can’t extend, neither pretend
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| To be better than the next man, that only comes in when
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| Others try to apprehend fake styles and then smile
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| While I create rhymes by the miles
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| No hot towels, nor weak bowels
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| What’s with the why’s anw who’s, you’re not an owl
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| I’m watching you, mm-hmm, ready to close in
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| And like a thief in the night, nobody knows
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| When I’ll strike and flex and vex, against your literature
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| I don’t bite but I write while you snore
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| I have to rupture your senses while you pay consequences
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| Smooth Bee not he now battle commences
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| I’m VICKING YOU! |
| Of all your knowledge and all of your lessons
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| Of all your strifes through life and all your BLESSINGS
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| Terminating you! |
| Subtracting cells from your brain
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| Can you refrain? |
| Let me explain
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| Nice & Smooth came to leave a stain
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| Nice & Smooth came to leave a stain |