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    Aight, let's go...

    Yo U

    What's your response to the MC's down there on the corner, man

    Talkin about doin you somethin, man

    What's up with that?

    First of all, man

    No MC in the world can get with this, gee

    Yeah, I know that, but you know

    Well, this guy is talkin that foolishness

    I tell you what, gee

    Yo, line em up

    [ VERSE 1 ]

    Turn on your radio, here we go again

    It's time for the U to flow again

    Mellow and smooth, blowin cool like a summer breeze

    Just like leaves from the trees, you dumb MC's

    Are gone with the wind

    When I blow, you'll all end

    So fasten your seatbelt, sit back and hold on

    Brace yourself and prepare to get rolled on

    And I'ma take it to your death

    Watch you scream till your very last breath

    I get vexed and explode like a bomb

    Catchin more bodies than Vietnam

    The mic's a fuse, and my brain is the dynamite

    Ignitin when type MC's keep tryin to write

    Rhymes like U

    You can't swing it, you're doo-doo

    Talkin a lotta stuff, but that's not enough

    It takes action, and you ain't got enough

    So when you come, bring a army

    Even your mommy, and you still can't harm me

    Cause fake MC's, enemies, and foes

    I just smack em and watch em fall like dominos

    (Back-slap ya all down like y'all were dominos)--> Slick Rick

    [ VERSE 2 ]

    Who's the smoothest, that's the question

    If you don't know, then keep guessin

    You're not sure? Well, here's a clue

    It's one letter - the U

    My technique and talent perplexes

    While my rhyme flexes from here to Texas

    Handsome and tall

    You wanna battle? Come one, come all

    I crush your world while your girlfriend swings low

    Get with this? Yo, I don't think so

    So take a step to the back

    What, is you stupid, or is it crack?

    My brain flows and grows like a embryo

    Suckers are frontin, but they don't really know

    What damagin a mic's about

    1-2-3 strikes - you're out

    What I recite will ignite like sulfur

    Bite - you might catch a ulcer

    So take this advice for your personal safety

    Drop your mic and get the hell away from me

    Cause enemies and foes

    I just smack em and watch em fall like dominos

    [ VERSE 3 ]

    Nice and easy, yeah, that's how it ought to be

    If it ain't smooth, it ain't raw to me

    Give me a mellow beat and a bassline

    Rhymes combined make you move your waistline

    So listen as the rhyme is said

    But you don't have to dance, just bop your head

    Daddy U's as smooth as smooth can get

    Bodies movin, it proves that the groove's a hit

    A vocal tone don't get no crisper

    Loud and clear even if I whisper

    So give me a slow pace, beat with a low bass

    And pass the mic and I ain't goin no place

    I won't fatigue, take a pause, or retire

    Energy flows to me from a microphone wire

    Soon as it's plugged up, couples are hugged up

    Touch the U? Boy, you must be drugged up

    Cause fake MC's, enemies, and foes

    I just smack em and watch em fall like dominos

    Cosa ne pensi di "Dominos" di Grand Daddy I.U.?

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