| Song | Nice |
| Artist | Serengeti |
| Album | C.A.R. |
| Inintelligible, man, metamorphosis, man. | |
| Tear turn to dust, college was a blast, | |
| Never own a car, wear my feet when | |
| I’m in a rush. | |
| Upfin no rap, cancer is so bad, | |
| Gotta find a cave to retire with skin grab. | |
| No, this sure ain’t shit, pretty is never rich, | |
| Family treat, but no roots, slowly leaves in a swimming deach. | |
| Win the flag, go to math, glad | |
| I never did drugs, | |
| Eleven years old in the woods, my first call was | |
| Normal on my hafie, | |
| Now I’m evil than evil, paradox is undefined, | |
| I always try to hide the evil, flip flops will drain the vital, | |
| Show to hide it in a box, blow a pirate new model. | |
| My life’s really nice, it does, | |
| Forget the cable man, ‘cause life knows how to spice. | |
| It’s nice be watching spice. | |
| My life’s really nice, it does, | |
| Forget the cable man, ‘cause life knows how to spice. | |
| It’s nice be watching spice. | |
| In the summer of 2002 | |
| I get to form this all crew | |
| Known as the ground hounds, known for that diamond sound. | |
| I’ve always been around my hometown like on ground | |
| Never had enough, but had enough to slow down, | |
| Only a few know how. | |
| Like local | |
| Larry and | |
| Tony had burned it down. | |
| I spit that fashion raps ‘till the ladies get down, | |
| Before I cry for my new crew in my own hometown. | |
| When I use to push the afi, get it got lucky | |
| Get it flows urby mad, gangsta like bugsy. | |
| Cocaine and painmadge, used to be half dead, | |
| Now I feel lightning bright just like | |
| I’m moped. | |
| My life’s really nice, it does, | |
| Forget the cable man, ‘cause life knows how to spice. | |
| It’s nice be watching spice. | |
| My life’s really nice, it does, | |
| Forget the cable man, ‘cause life knows how to spice. | |
| It’s nice be watching spice. |
| Inintelligible, man, metamorphosis, man. | |
| Tear turn to dust, college was a blast, | |
| Never own a car, wear my feet when | |
| I' m in a rush. | |
| Upfin no rap, cancer is so bad, | |
| Gotta find a cave to retire with skin grab. | |
| No, this sure ain' t shit, pretty is never rich, | |
| Family treat, but no roots, slowly leaves in a swimming deach. | |
| Win the flag, go to math, glad | |
| I never did drugs, | |
| Eleven years old in the woods, my first call was | |
| Normal on my hafie, | |
| Now I' m evil than evil, paradox is undefined, | |
| I always try to hide the evil, flip flops will drain the vital, | |
| Show to hide it in a box, blow a pirate new model. | |
| My life' s really nice, it does, | |
| Forget the cable man, ' cause life knows how to spice. | |
| It' s nice be watching spice. | |
| My life' s really nice, it does, | |
| Forget the cable man, ' cause life knows how to spice. | |
| It' s nice be watching spice. | |
| In the summer of 2002 | |
| I get to form this all crew | |
| Known as the ground hounds, known for that diamond sound. | |
| I' ve always been around my hometown like on ground | |
| Never had enough, but had enough to slow down, | |
| Only a few know how. | |
| Like local | |
| Larry and | |
| Tony had burned it down. | |
| I spit that fashion raps ' till the ladies get down, | |
| Before I cry for my new crew in my own hometown. | |
| When I use to push the afi, get it got lucky | |
| Get it flows urby mad, gangsta like bugsy. | |
| Cocaine and painmadge, used to be half dead, | |
| Now I feel lightning bright just like | |
| I' m moped. | |
| My life' s really nice, it does, | |
| Forget the cable man, ' cause life knows how to spice. | |
| It' s nice be watching spice. | |
| My life' s really nice, it does, | |
| Forget the cable man, ' cause life knows how to spice. | |
| It' s nice be watching spice. |