Grand Daddy I.U. - The U Is Smooth Lyrics
VERSE 1] (Move em U) Ah yeah the U's in effect Live and direct I project my intellect I wrote another verse for imitators to copy cat You learn the words recitin's where you get sloppy at You can't kick it quite like the U can Any fan in the stand can tell whose rhymes you ran Man the words the same verses identical Wanna be down but you ain't been a cool Brother like the U so my knob you're slobbin 31 flavors like Baskin & Robbin The U trains by drainin brains And the only remains is bloodstains Havoc and homicide, rappers are mumified You tried, but lost your pride, now you run and hide You're trapped in a maze, there's no escape route Guilty of theft, so you're left as a deaf-mute You floor at my feet, but when I step you're left there With tears in your eyes, but I don't care Nothin you can do, now you're down and desperate Next time you know I ain't the one to mess with So keep this in mind before you move Yo, the U is smooth [VERSE 2] (Yo U, tell em how you're livin, gee) Sittin in my dressin room with a star on my door The crowd is waitin for the show to be raw News reporters is hawkin me, fans anticipatin It's almost show time, so keep waitin 2 minutes left, now you're watchin the clock Countin every second to the last tic-toc Now the spotlight shines, the curtains go up And like a vulcano Daddy U will erupt I jitter-bop on stage and grab the mic with a tight grip I carry a tool for any fool who might flip Cause when I'm in effect pandemonium breaks loose You ask how I did it? I tell you it takes juice No other brother can touch the U, I'm too smooth And that's word to momma du' All raps I write is up to par I started out at the bottom, now I live like a star I'm talkin flicks and autographs, saunas and bubble baths Producers and managers hawkin me like psychopaths Everything is real, so bust a move And remember: the U is smooth [VERSE 3] (Yo, tell em what's up with your deejay, man) Kay's a doctor, his headphones a stethoscope Music's a medicine, scratch is so def it's dope You will agree, Kay Cee is nasty So check out the cut and knowledge how fast he Switched from one mix to the next On pace with the bass, all it takes is a flex And I pimp the microphone, this stage is like my throne So leave my rhymes alone, homes, and write your own I'm like Simon, so listen cause Simon says Commence dancin, and I'ma keep rhymin as Long as there's a beat, but if it stop I'll still go My brain's equipped with more volts than Willco So plug up the mic, if it works I'll work it And Kay'll kill the cut till the mixer short-circuit Cause everything's real, so bust a move And remember: the U is smooth [VERSE 4] (Yo U, kick the last verse, let's get outta here, man) Get ready, it's almost showtime And I'ma turn it out in no time So park your ride, maintain your stride Pay your 10 dollars to get inside You say it's too much, don't worry it's worth it No mistakes, everything is perfect A line around the corner, seven heads to a car means The crowd is packed in like sardines Security is tight for those who came to fight I'll jump on any chump who try to spoil my night Cause I got plans for girls on the dancefloor Niggas wanna know what I.U. stands for The I is for in there, U's for untouchable And the shit you pop is just a bunch of bull Everything is real, so bust a move And remember: the U is smooth Yeah Yo, I wanna say what's up to My man Money Mike Floyd My DJ Kay Cee My man E.R.P. Easy Rick The Player Vaughn, Biz, the man Doc The whole Crown Heights And peace and love to my daughter Muffin We out
