Let's All Get Down

(feat. Nice & Smooth) [Greg Nice:]

I'm a live nigga, standin out like a rash

A live nigga, keep cash in a stash

What's the eggs without the cornbeef hash?

Blowin up like

Sarah Dash

Jerkin up the neck, known to cause whiplash

Dance and get down with me

Peep the steelo, the strategy

What killed the cat's curiosity?

You better believe that

I be freakin

Pull my [?] the

M for leakin

Same MC who wreck shop at the

Beacon Uptown lingo is what

I'm speakin

So put your pedal to the metal

And feet to the ground

And peep this uptown sound

It makes no sense in stadin around

Hey, it makes no sense just standin around [Chorus: x2]

Come on everybody lets all get down

Come on everybody lets all get down

Come on everybody lets all get down

It makes no sense just standin around [Slick Rick:]

I'm chillin with

Nice and Smooth with my

Phat Farm outfit

They say what's up

Rick what's up good to see you out kid

Where the party at, askin and relaxin

And pop a couple of

Moe's listenin to some fat tracks with them

Being a kid locked, want to check the the scene and shit

Zulu Nation havin somethin tonight at the arena

Greg Lets get drunk and roll, said they like the sound of it

Rolled a couple of blunts, but

Ruler wasn't down with it [?] want to go and hit somethin

Be off work release even if you get caught with weed in yo system

Be up north quick, since we all down to roll

Went to the club havin the upmost amount of fun

Shoul've heard them groupies scream for

Wonder why this brother lookin at me all mean for

Ignored it, kept wappin til my neck hurt

Then Greg

Nice and Smooth did this very same record called [Chorus] [Smooth B:]

Happy birthday, what's the word say

To papa smurf,

I cover the globe like earth day

Rollin with

G and the

Rickster Flavor full boogie down mixture

We came back to attack with the

Ruler You can't get no cooler

On our way to the bank

Now do the

Patty Duke and then do the

Spank Come from the heart things spark

And keep your eyes glued to the top of the chart

Oh shit, its the man with the fronts and the jewels

The kids with the blunts and the tools

Sewing up shop like needles

Sellin more recorde than the

Beetles So don't be astound

And makes no sense in standin around [Chorus]