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need to know the flavor - grandmaster caz lyrics

go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on now, do it!

here comes the lord, the grand with the master
step in my path and my wrath is to blast ya
cast ya to pasture then after the laughter
go to work, ha, and i’ll flip if i have to
i’m built for speed and i’m made to last ya
so fast, i passed ya, you flipped when i asked ya
“can any other rapper hang?” you said, h*ll no
vernacular slanging, [?], i sell no
dope, crack, cocaine, ’cause it’s slain
too many brothers and sisters, and that’s a shame
i’d rather chill and cold pimp the honeys
extort the moneys, lamp with the bunnies
play with the players and rap with the best of them
slay the djers and lamp with the rest of them
light up a room like a roman candle
and turn out the lights for those who can’t handle
mics will be rocked, boots will be knocked
caz will be jocked, hammers will be c*cked
back if you don’t know how to act
so ease back, new jack, before you get a smack
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on now, do it!

well i’m swinging just like tarzan
i rock races, places from earth to mars and
states, cities, countries, and continents
i use phrases, vowels, and consonants
and causes rhymes without pauses
i take no losses, yours is the boss’s choice
my voice reaches the masses
jackasses failing rap classes
caz is the fastest, first on the microphone
homegrown, stoned to the bone
alone on the throne, lord is my pedigree
you wanna rock your pop*pop? you’d better be
studying, yeah, call up your buddy and
cram for this exam ’cause i am
a scholar with a dollar, markin’ report cards
you wanna battle? meet me in the courtyard
one on one in a heavyweight bout
and like a date i’ll take ya out
i’ll leave you shipwrecked, yeah, like gilligan
i’ll make you bankrupt while i make a mil again
ain’t no rocks in this bankroll
and paper i convert into the shape of
dollars and cents and dead presidents
and if i can’t go through the gate, i’ll hop the fence
i got a crew that’ll bowl you over
ain’t no stopping power in the cassanova
maestro, take it to the bridge

yo, give me a mic and i’ll give you a dope rhyme
sucker wanna bite? then he better hope i’m
in a state of unconsciousness, i’d have to be out cold
because the mic’ll be so hot, if you wanna hold it
you’ll need the grip of a ninja
think you’re the fun, punk? you get injured
shattered to pieces like a vase that’s crystal
or doing your dome in from a calico pistol
i broke it in half so don’t laugh ’cause i’m serious
you wanna see gmc? here he is
high as a kite, in full*effect mode
as fly as a jet, you can bet that my dress code
is up to par, my album’s slammin’
i know who you are but i don’t give a d*mn, and
if you want static, gmc’ll floor you
with a nine automatic [?], so before you
go runnin’ around with your nose all snotty
need to know the flavor go ask somebody

nee— need to know the flavor
need to know the flavor
need to know the flavor
nee— need to know the flavor
need to know the flavor go ask somebody
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on caz
go ahead caz, come on now, do it!

- grandmaster caz lyrics

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