Letras:
Groove State

the New York Groove I'm back, back in the New York Groove I'm back, back in the New York Groove I'm back, in the New York Groove Back, in the New

place No need to be wasting time You really must be from outer pace Cause you really is blowing my mind Now I done been from state to state But I ain

my place No need to be wasting time You really must be from outer pace Cause you really is blowing my mind Now I done been from state to state But I ain

sit and contemplate (that winter night) my words were filled with hate (in second sight) I should have known my fate (but it's all right) now we're in a different state

rap with a twist. I've been creepin' on ah come-up since I was born and smashed through it though I started to state my claim. Now they give it up in

watch Travel lighty, flow back easy Back with the bus-a-bus and the P.D We stay livin at the top of the charts The shit we be spittin, be state of the

: This one Can you feel it, feel the groove Let the music take control And let your body move Just relax, oh and listen to the sound Once the music

my eyes and up into my brain at half past two; about time to leave 'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues a sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves

what up!?! Blackchild what up!?! I'd like to welcome all my niggaz To the world famous Murda Inc. Show Big shout to all my Queens niggaz in Staten Island