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Smoov-E( Smoov E )
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Who is the MC
[：：CHORUS：：]
Who is the mc
That will keep you on your toes
He's the one with the rhythm
He's the one with the rhyme
He's the one that macking the most
Who is the Mc
The one to take the cake
He's the one with the rhythm
He's the one with the rhyme
He's the one that raps every day
Verse:
My name is Smoov-E
And I got something to say
I'm here to pop-lock, robot
Breakdance in your face
With my super, duper rhymes
So funky fresh
Red Chuck T's and worn blue jeans
With a black Adidas vest
Dang
Bang
Thang
To the beat
I am the rapper that
Will put you to the test
How many raps could a rapper rap
If the rapper started rapping at ten
Yes I'm one of a kind, the dopest rhymes
And I'd like to say hello
I put the rap to the rhythm and the rhythm to the rap
If you didnt well now you know
Yes im super macking, full of action
You need to leave on the light
I got a brand new jumpsuit made of mirrors
Called disco dynamite
[:: CHORUS ::]
Verse:
Why would I work for raps
Its these raps that work for me
From the hat to the hip to the thigh to the lip
You see thats how its gonna be
With my electric high-tops
Dancing in the street
You see I'm alway up straight making moves
While your just making believe
Punk, pop, pock, roll
Don't stop the beat
I'm the rapper that raps the rhymes
Cause rhymes are what you need
If you got a broad
Then put her on broadway
You shouldn't hold a microphone
If you got nothing to say
A living room full of freaks
Is all you'll ever need
Cause Cindy told Sarah and Sarah told Suzie
And I ended up with Denise
Can you double dutch, camel clutch
One arm crocodile
If you come close girl your gonna come quick
See you cant even touch my style
Vocoder:
You cannot touch my style
Verse:
I am the rapper that
Is known to blow your mind
Rhythm to the rock and the rock to the rhythm
Getting in em, young women, everytime
If you need a place
A funky dope place to stay
Come on down to Biscuits house
There's always something in the lemonade
Mouthpiece magnificent
I came to Jam the Box
And if you brought your best friend
I'll hop right up on top
Keep your mouth closed
So you can open up your eyes
Cause what your selling is chocolate cake
And i want your pumpkin pie
Little Red Ridinghood
On the way to grannies house
Little did she know that the Big Bad Wolf
Already had grannie in his mouth
Some like my smoov rhymes
Others like my style
Some just like my cut of meat
And how my game goes on for miles
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