Groovy

Groovy gravy in the bottle Full throttle Please baby save me From the depths of my lyrics Asking what's left from my spirits Knee deep in the muddle of messes Huddle heaving over strength in my hexes Who's the next to pop Pop Savage my guess is the poet duh Who pretty the pages of poise Knew he was making some noise Boys be faking the joy of rap See I double lap at the sound of the gun Kick a beat at my feet watch me run with it Super lyrical Big Pun with it I done writ it so print it And press I'm the kid with an S on his chest Won't rest till my granny could eat And little brown boys stop taking the beat Cold cops sliding snaky the feet Rappers mumbling shaky to speak Don't you know aunty died From the whip So when you trapping remember rapping Is the action to spit get it Flip the views from the opposite crew Been feeling blue bumping Nina Simone Hoping the White Home Leave us alone Gov shut down Got the hood cut down But the poet keep it preaching Till it's sundown blasting Semi-automatic on my tongue Rip another pun Number one In the league they drafting Got these politicians gasping Unable to grasp him Unable to lap him I'm a touch down in the end zone Fresh flown out from NY Mingling with greats My third eye won't shake When I get to the gates I break locks at the shock of my stakes Savage speeding no pulling the breaks Prime spot no ribeye Spit it to ya ribs Make water come to eyes Who am I I I I be the elephant of rap Savage wack Nah that ain't facts How preposterous is that Ask lil Kim The rhinoceros of rap What what Coming for the mic ya better fight What what Ima shoot the snipe upon ya hype What what Funky fresh and fly till the day I die Savage never lie If you question listen why Im Super groovy groovy groovy I got the juice the proof That ooouuuuieeeee I pop the bands on sands Overseas Hopping on a wave to caves of rubies I rock the funk My sound will jump James brown stunt On all competition Lil guy with some freaky Ambition Risen from the blur of my vision To see the sun In the scope of revision Freedom comes You gotta snatch the decision And break loose From the ache of the noose Gimmie the loot Biggie begging For my state of recruit You see my mumble gonna Rumble the best at it Fuck being humble Savage Let the best have it Ha Groovy Groovy