His debut solo effort, Ghetto Supastar, was released in the autumn 1998, following solo releases of his bandmates Wyclef Jean and Lauryn Hill. Released on Ruffhouse Records, the album's title track "Ghetto Supastar (That Is What You Are)" featured vocals by Mya and Ol' Dirty Bastard. His newest album, Win Lose or Draw, was released in 2005 and featured the single, "Haven't Found".
Also in 2005, Pras, Wyclef Jean, and Lauryn Hill announced that the reunification of the Fugees to release the album Take it Easy, to be released in 2006. The album's first single, also titled "Take it Easy", has already been released and is also featured in Verizon Wireless V Cast commercials.
Pras is referred to as "Dirty-Cash" and "Praswell" in many of his songs, especially with the Fugees.
Get Your Groove On
Pras Lyrics
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This goes out to all of y'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(A-get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(A-get your groove on)
[Pras]
Navy Seals, All-stars, come on, come on, come on
[Pras]
Yo, yo, yo, so you want to be startin somethin
Not for nothin, but yo, Pras is only good for, steady pumpin
I go bust I'm inflammable yeah, you disgust me
Your flow is horrible, see your man gotta carry you
Hyper water balls say no more your words are too cheap
Too affordable, you incapable of runnin your label
Goin against my crew is very irrational, improbable
Unthinkable, yeah quite impossible
So what's your motive, tell me, what's your agenda?
Try to slide under my name is all proper beginner
Tackle the crime, run out of time, in the wrong state of the mind
Is a sign of the time, you was quick like Cower Marie
Type a kid, slowly for what, his birth
I'll drink you like a bloody Mary
Why try, you die, black eye, you rough guys
Try to light my fire you get burnt with smoke eyes
[Chorus]
This goes out to all of why'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
(Get your thug on)
Come on and get your thug on (come on, come on, come on)
Everybody come on
Where you been, on tour, niggas get no dumber
It's scary; I know exactly what you did last summer
Nothin, chilled low (low), do you feel dough? (dough)
I mean that real dough (dough) bitches still real slow (slow)
You got show dough, go in, split that
We'll be gone till November, when y'all niggas get back
Ah, did why'all ever go, ever flow, guess we'll never know
A lot of cats talk about it, hoes screamin', whether shows
Yo it's crunch time, ya want mine, you hardly know me
But when we blow, you'll catch them off guard like Kobe
Now we did star as Rodies, point shamper would not
Lauryn, we know Tone, with the camper would not
I'm not Puff, but I can stop, best you know
Test the flow don't do it, be the next to blow
Nigga check your? seen my style is fly
Better get her, I'm on point like, Alan Nigh
[Chorus]
This goes out to all of why'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
Come on and get your thug on
(Come on, come on, come on)
Everybody come on
See cats real clever like me bringin the strong
Had a deal for a year, can't write one song
Been side too long, your advance picked up
I'm like Kane in 88, I'ma tear sh? up
Spitter, six flows average dudes can't stand me
I'm nice and ease state, bringin heat like Miami
You never got to let me flow I still kick it
Never got to light my six, I still whip it
Tell your chick not to see me no more, I still hit it
She tossed and committed, player the shot did it
And Mr. Dibbs in it, then leave it alone
Watch me floss all night, no, get your own, what
[Chorus]
This goes out to all of why'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
(Get your thug on)
Come on and get your thug on
Everybody come on
[Pras]
Yo, yo, yo a lot of people thought I left welcome me back like Carter
Play these cats with a vengeance watch them die harder
You play your sound; we'll play our? louder
And stop askin me who the hell the baby's father
Dirty cash countin, my crew never loosin
Shorty on standby, chief four, jet fuelin
Who is to say (say), how many AK's (K)
Spread your way, what price you want to pay?
Prices cut, iced seeds, sprinkle on my Rolo
Triple threat trio, you take us in the Limo, dig
I'm the safest ride I hear, next to the Volvo
Six double-o while you lacin a Pinto
No one isn't safe, many had, carry ways
I'm fully irate, most ghettos don't want to gate
We play Grammy's you play Ricki Lake
Baptizin sinners at the Salt Lake City baby
[Chorus]
This goes out to all of why'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
Come and get your groove on
(Get your groove on)
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
In the click about it, about it
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
(Get your thug on)
Come on and get your thug on (get your thug on)
Everybody come on
[Pras]
Uh, yeah, come on, stop it, stop it
This goes out to all of why'all females and males
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
[Pras]
To all-them niggas locked down
All them real niggas nahmean?
The song "Get Your Groove On" by Pras is a call to action for females and males to find their rhythm and happiness in life. The chorus repeats this message, encouraging people to get their groove on, regardless of their job or lack thereof.
The verse sung by Pras showcases his rapping skills as he criticizes those who try to emulate his style. He asserts that his flow is unique, and that those who cannot match it are cheaper and inferior. He also takes on those who try to undermine his crew and defy the odds against them. Pras declares himself as the one who can light a fire and put his opponents in their place.
In the final verse, Pras projects confidence and reminds listeners that they need to be true to themselves, and not act like others. He emphasizes the importance of working hard and not relying on others to succeed. His assertive tone in the song encourages people to dance their problems away and embrace who they are rather than trying to be someone else.
Line by Line Meaning
This goes out to all of y'all females and males
This song is dedicated to all the women and men listening
Without it, with a job, a-get your groove on
No matter if you're working or not, get in the groove and enjoy yourself
(A-get your groove on)
Get your groove on
Come and get your groove on
Join in and get your groove on
Refugee Camp, uh-huh
This song is performed by Pras from the Refugee Camp
Navy Seals, All-stars, come on, come on, come on
Pras is collaborating with the Navy Seals and All-stars on this song
Yo, yo, yo, so you want to be startin somethin
Hey, hey, hey, so you want to start something
Not for nothin, but yo, Pras is only good for, steady pumpin
I have to say, Pras is only good at consistently producing music
I go bust I'm inflammable yeah, you disgust me
I am explosive and unstoppable, while you disgust me
Your flow is horrible, see your man gotta carry you
Your rap style is terrible, your partner has to support you
Hyper water balls say no more your words are too cheap
You don't need to say anything because your words are meaningless
Too affordable, you incapable of runnin your label
Your music is too unimpressive, and you can't manage your own music label
Goin against my crew is very irrational, improbable
It's foolish and unlikely to challenge my crew
Unthinkable, yeah quite impossible
It's unimaginable, yes, almost impossible
So what's your motive, tell me, what's your agenda?
What are your intentions, what are you trying to accomplish?
Try to slide under my name is all proper beginner
Attempting to use my name as a stepping stone is a rookie move
Tackle the crime, run out of time, in the wrong state of the mind
Trying to commit a crime, but running out of time and not in the right state of mind
Is a sign of the time, you was quick like Cower Marie
This indicates that you were acting fast, just like Cower Marie
Type a kid, slowly for what, his birth
You're a slow learner, even from your birth
I'll drink you like a bloody Mary
I will consume you completely, like a bloody Mary cocktail
Why try, you die, black eye, you rough guys
Why bother trying, you will fail and face consequences, tough guys
Try to light my fire you get burnt with smoke eyes
If you try to ignite my anger, you'll only end up hurting yourself
And tell my people that's rowdy bout it
Inform my energetic and enthusiastic fans
In the click about it, about it
In the group that is fully involved and excited
Let me see ya scream and shout, a-get your thug on
I want to see you scream and shout, and embrace your tough side
Where you been, on tour, niggas get no dumber
Where have you been? Even while on tour, you're not getting any smarter
It's scary; I know exactly what you did last summer
It's frightening, I know all the details of what you did last summer
Nothin, chilled low (low), do you feel dough? (dough)
Doing nothing, just relaxing and taking it easy, do you feel rich?
I mean that real dough (dough) bitches still real slow (slow)
I mean actual money, while some women are still slow in understanding things
You got show dough, go in, split that
You earned money from your performances, go ahead, split it
We'll be gone till November, when y'all niggas get back
We'll be away until November, while you guys will return
Ah, did why'all ever go, ever flow, guess we'll never know
Ah, did you guys ever leave, ever rap flow, I guess we'll never find out
A lot of cats talk about it, hoes screamin', whether shows
Many people talk about it, women shouting, regardless of the shows
Yo it's crunch time, ya want mine, you hardly know me
Hey, it's a crucial moment, you want my success, but you barely know me
But when we blow, you'll catch them off guard like Kobe
But once we achieve success, you'll be surprised just like Kobe Bryant's moves
Now we did star as Rodies, point shamper would not
Now we became stars as roadies, Charles Chaumette wouldn't have expected that
Lauryn, we know Tone, with the camper would not
Lauryn Hill, we know Tony and the others, they wouldn't join us in the camper
I'm not Puff, but I can stop, best you know
I'm not Puff Daddy, but I can bring things to a halt, you better understand that
Test the flow don't do it, be the next to blow
If you challenge my rap style, don't do it, because you'll be the next one to fail
Nigga check your? seen my style is fly
Check yourself and see that my rap style is impressive
Better get her, I'm on point like, Alan Nigh
You better understand that I'm sharp and precise, just like Alan Nigh
See cats real clever like me bringin the strong
You see some people are truly clever like me, bringing strength and talent
Had a deal for a year, can't write one song
They had a record deal for a year, but couldn't even write a single song
Been side too long, your advance picked up
They have been stagnant for too long, their advance payment has been collected
I'm like Kane in 88, I'ma tear sh? up
I'm like Big Daddy Kane in 1988, I'm going to tear things up
Spitter, six flows average dudes can't stand me
I'm a great rapper, average guys can't handle me
I'm nice and ease state, bringin heat like Miami
I'm in a relaxed and confident state, bringing heat in my rap just like Miami
You never got to let me flow I still kick it
You never gave me a chance to rap, but I still keep going
Never got to light my six, I still whip it
You never got to see me shine, but I still excel
Tell your chick not to see me no more, I still hit it
Tell your girl to stop seeing me, but I'm still sleeping with her
She tossed and committed, player the shot did it
She made a decision and committed to it, just like a skilled player
And Mr. Dibbs in it, then leave it alone
And Mr. Dibbs is involved, then let it be and don't interfere
Watch me floss all night, no, get your own, what
Watch me show off and enjoy the night, no need to copy me, understand?
To all-them niggas locked down
This is dedicated to all the men locked up in jail
All them real niggas nahmean?
Including all the truly authentic men, you know what I mean?
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: PRAS MICHEL, HARRY CASEY, RICHARD FINCH, JERRY DUPLESSIS, NAFIS HURST, AL HOLLY, JOEL WITHERSPOON
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