Artist: Dres (the Black Sheep) Album: Sureshot Redemption Song: Grand Groove Typed by: aa8@cant.ac.uk Yo, it's the urban driving the Suburban Getting every word in as I'm swerving I've got you feeling nice as urban bourbon Demonstrating, it's the titillating poet illustrating My bad, I know I had you waiting, shit I had to straighten Who you? I be D-R. From where? Out of Queens Attributes? Been smacking niggas right the fuck out their jeans Born with a price on my head, plus a warrant from the feds Had to get the fuck up, the hospital needed the bed No slides and swings, I saw the rides and rings Cross my heart and hope to die, I'm gonna get the finer things Cause I'm living just to strive without any feeling As I wait here for my Maker with a nine and mo' Ask someone about the time while I be puffing on a dime Thinking who will lead the blind, man, I just don't know Who will be at the top, it's like the bottom done dropped >>Grand Groove, Grand Groove<<