Skillz Songtext / Lyric

Ah yeah, here's another Gang Starr sure shot

Featuring the one and only, uh heh heh heh

Handly handly boy, Nice & Smooth

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Gang Starr has got to be da sure shot

Nice & Smooth has got to be da sure shot

Gang Starr has got to be da sure shot

Nice & Smooth has got to be da sure shot

Greg Nice, Greg N I C E

Droppin' dem basso, ah oui oui

Rock for a fee, not for free

Maybe I'll do it for charity

Now my employer or my employee

Is makin' Greg N I C- E very M A D

Don't ever ever think of jerkin' me

I work to hard for my royalty

Put lead in ya ass and drink a cup of tea

Peace to Red Alert and Kid Capri

Ooh la la, ah, oui oui, I say Muhammad Ali

Ya say Cassius Clay, I say butter you say Parkay

It's alright if ya wanna make a sway

I'm a way up town, took deuce to the tre

I originate, they duplicate

I praise the Lord and keep the faith

It's alright keep bitin' at da bait

'92, uh, one year later

Peace out Premier

Take me out wit' da fader

I chant eenie meenie, minie moe

I wreck da mic like a pimp pimps hoes

Here's how it goes I am a genius I mean this

I shake this you'll take this, I'm kinda fiendish

You wish that you could come into my neighborhood

Meaning my mental state, still I'm 5 foot 8

Crazy as I wanna be, 'cause I make it orderly

You could say I'm sorta da boss so get lost

The brotha who will make you change opinions

Dominions I'm in them when it's time to kick shit from

The heart, plus I get a piece of the action

I'm feelin' satisfaction from the street crowd reaction

Chumps pull guns when they feel afraid, too late

When they dip in the kick, they get sprayed

Lemonade was a popular drink and in still is

I get more props den stunts den Bruce Willis

A poet like Langston Hughes and can't lose

When I cruise out on the expressway

Leavin' the Bodega I say, "Suave"

Premier's got more beats den barns got hay

Clips are inserted into my gun

So I can take the money, neva have ta run

I left my Phillie at home, do you have another?

I wanna get blunted, my brother

Now may I make a mark then make a spark

Over this phat track or should I say dope beat

Subtract, delete

All of the wick wack that wanna be abstract

But they lack the new knack that's comin' from way, way back

Hey yo Premier, please pass that Buddha sack

You hear we quit? No way, bullshit

I told ya before we come back wit' more hits

I provide bright flava, so you could sketch me

Do me a favor, don't try and catch me

Slightly ahead of the game, I'm not a lame

Ask him, he'll tell you the same, he knows my name

Smooth, I drop jewels like, paraphernalia

I'm infallible, not into failure

Like a rhinocerus, my sprhinoceroseed is prosperous

And pure knowledge expands from my esophagus

I write here tonite to bring truth to the light

My dialogue is my own 'cause Smooth B will neva bite