[Chief Groovy Loo]
The Chief Groovy Loo, never rehearsals
Swift in the mind, no need for commercial rhymes
that`s stacked, black, back to back
No time for paper, so I put it on a track
MC for a while, sat back and listened
But in ninety-one, it`s time to start dissin
For those opposin goals - be on your toes
Just watch the stage when it blows
Cause live and direct is the cat from rap
The Chief of the tribe who slay new jacks
I`m not the ordinary rhyme competitor
You feel the force when you step through the door
You`re hit by a beam of light, unimaginable
You step to the Groove, and I`ma damage you
You can`t get with the man who does work
You jump in the ring with the Groove, and get hurt
MC can`t get with the microphone master
That`s absurd so you know that he has to be
crazy as hell, mad because his records won`t sell
Just look at his face and you can tell
the fear of death that I leave on an MC
Bustin at point blank range and he missed me
Who gives a fuck about you and your crew?
MC`s ain`t got nuttin on Loo
I tell you, you got nothin on me, nothin
I tell you..
Yeah, when you first step into the place
just give me some space - Terminator, pump up the bass
Let`s give this party some kick huh
While I pop shit with rhymes that`ll stick
to your brain, like a piece of scotch tape
and if you`re fake, you`ll be starrin at your own wake
Dead as doorknob Hobbes you didn`t do your job
I been peepin, but now it`s time to expose your card
to the listeners, so they can bear witness
to microphone physical fitness
Yeah, the Groove is real raw
And I`ll come knockin at your door
I kick in your face, because you tried to bass
I wouldn`t leave a trace you get done by the ace
mechanic of the microphone
And when I swing, I`m swingin for your dome
MC`s ain`t got nuttin on Loo
I tell you, you got nothin on me, nothin
I tell you, nothin..
Yeah, when I pick up a pen, huh, it`s time to write again
Another record? Yeah, go `head and tell your friends
The gangster of rap is back, you better dress in black Jack
because the prairie ground is packed
with suckers like yourself, it`s not good for your health
you know why? Groove is top shelf
The lyrics are right, makes you unite so hold tight
cause you can`t win so don`t fight
the feelin of wheelin and dealin, and as you`re stealin
lyrics of rapture, words just be healin
the mind, body, and soul, as I take control
Don`t play the role grab ahold cause I`ma bowl
rap, after rap, and when your body adapts
my rhymes is packed, now get strapped
and ready to rock steady, cause it`s a armagedde`
As I slice right through you like Freddie
Puddles of blood are left in my path
as I cruise right past, and don`t even ask
who what when or why cause it`s the same reply
The G-R-double-O-V-Y
He`s back again, sure to win, in the end
huh, you`re just another dead friend
MC`s ain`t got nuttin on Loo
I tell you, you got nothin on me, nothin
I tell you, nothin..
Yeah, this one goes out to the Chosen Tribe
Terminator X, Public Enemy, Chuck D
Mr. Bell Productions, The Gypsy Man
Big Daddy Rich
And I go by the name of the Chief y`all
and we out
