The Sky's The Limit

Nice & Smooth

Greg Nice:




Sellin out shows like John Mellencamp



Hype so hype call me Joe Amp



Skins be playin me close like a stamp



Its dark in here turn on the lamp



End of the month say what? you got the cramps



Now who is the man with the bag of tricks?



Hey it's not a problem that I can't fix



(And we been doing this since '86)



Now I don't want trouble



I'm humble like Barney Rubble



If you give me trouble, I'll give it back to you double



It ain't nothin but a little razor stubble



And don't make me burst that bubble



I like diamond links and minks and furs



With some cowboy boots without the spurs




Chorus: (Repeat 5X)




Check out the way we be rippin it



Sky's the limit, this is how we flippin it




Smooth B:




I'm happy to be alive, never took a dive



Used to hang out with this king who had 43 wives



Didn't know who he loved the most



So they all played him closer than butter on toast



For rhyme or reason, never treason



The kid was always in season



Took me to the players ball and all



Told me always keep my game tight and stand tall



Now I always have love for my people



Especially when they stayin on point like a steeple



But now more than ever we got to stick together



There's been enough bad weather



Take a look around you



I know it seems sometimes like negativity surrounds you



But don't let it stop you from gettim loot



If homegirl's frontin, than play her like a flute



Yo man start fakin than he can get the boot



Cause being on the block broke man ain't cute



Patience persistence



And all praises due for this physical existence



I always say