Boss Muzik

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Mr. Groove - Rap

Boss Muzik

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Verse one: This is my call of duty, this is my claim to fame I masterminded the scheme to overthrow the game My pistols make it rain, just like a hurricane A category 5 I flood it like Pontchartrain (oh) I spit it how I live it and keep it strictly business That's money over bitches cuhz dollars feed my senses I'm in the trenches to get it to stimulate them digit's Economy's my religion the paper stay in my vision All the time grind heavy on all fronts Font and center work it for twelve months I keep it gutter Desperado in the paint handle the rock Always on my pivot and you can't block my shot Ready or not, I stop like a Sasquatch call me the Juggernaut And on the killing fields I'm a Patriot So pray to the patron saint's cuhz when your stare turn blank The hour glass has no sand in the tank (oh) Hook: This is boss muzik Go on and fire a L so you can spark to it Pop a bottle of that Rose and parlay Let the paper rain down like a monsoon Makin' moves like a Tycoon This is boss muzik Let your diamonds illuminate with every movement Pop a collar to that high dollar shit Celebrate the money and the power Boss status doing it big So check it out ya'll Verse two: They told me get in where I fit in so I jumped feet first Like a breached birth then landed hard enough to move the Earth (boom) My gift's a curse on anybody who thirst For confrontation with the Groove Nation for that I have no patience Hex em like Haitian's the voodoo priest is waitin' Burn the block like Satan till the coroner trace em And if I erase em there's no trace of your existence Just some spill t liquor in your remembrance May god bless em I'm from the gang-bang era Where colored flags in the pocket identifies the wearer each one an arms bearer Straight from the western layer Fresh from the pot into traffic I pitch the rock for the cabbage And lead the league in run average So stop the madness you could never spit it like this I'm illest of the ill my flow is clinically sick So catch a bar of my dopeness and get instantly addicted to it No body do it like I do it I let em know Hook: This is boss muzik Go on and fire a L so you can spark to it Pop a bottle of that Rose and parlay Let the paper rain down like a monsoon Makin' moves like a Tycoon This is boss muzik Let your diamonds illuminate with every movement Pop a collar to that high dollar shit Celebrate the money and the power Boss status doing it big So check it out ya'll Verse Three: I'm causin' terminal cases on a personal basis Cuhz my aim is the straightest I am a lethal weapon And when the hood beckons for that music to drive by I supply artillery for they ride I stay focused like 20/20 my eyes on the finish Bout to start a victory lap to celebrate all my winning So all hail the victor and picture in high definition The very definition of ambition Cuhz when them 26 inches hit the pavement and traverse That means the high plains drifter's on a mission to murk Fool it's game time so I take it to the rack from the baseline And spit crack over the bass line Just like a base line I can take you higher than cloud nine Till you overdose from the potency of my rhyme Nine dostra nostra the unknown soldier fold ya Blow ya back and declare the game ova (game ova) Hook: This is boss muzik Go on and fire a L so you can spark to it Pop a bottle of that Rose and parlay Let the paper rain down like a monsoon Makin' moves like a Tycoon This is boss muzik Let your diamonds illuminate with every movement Pop a collar to that high dollar shit Celebrate the money and the power Boss status doing it big So check it out ya'll

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  • Mr. Groove