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