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Blackalicious
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Your Move
Lyricist:Xavier Lorenzo Mosley, Timothy Jerome Parker
You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move
Huffin' and puffin', this track is bumpin' Discussion on how we crushin' and snuffin' The one's that bluffin', it's nothin' and while they lunchin' We bustin' to get you, up in the club
And we keep you wantin' and dubbin' Dig it like somethin' you puffin' on Fill it up in your stomach to your astonishment, on a mission The marvelous, star venous, verbal novelist, killin' 'em softly Offin' them, often they in a coffin' we drillin' them, taunt 'em
All in the tournament, in the bottomless pit again Pardon me but this art is like the parliament rockets parkin' All on yo' gardens and lawns just like potholes, conically stompin' Up on a mission of dominance, solid flawless, so obvious Callin' y'all to the ball to get off the wall, everybody yes, you
You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move
I've been to Africa, Brazil, everywhere across the Americas Canada, France, Italy, Copenhagen, Australia Everywhere, every time, every audience, mass hysteria Some rappers make good records but live they are a failiya
Mailin' your area, special delivery carrier Tearin' the various barriers, till everyone's everyone Whether you're heavy or Libra, or Aries, or Lebanese Vegetarian, Ebony, Ivory, seventeen or ninety three
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I don't care if you're arrogant or inherit inheritance From yo' parent's parent and did didn't share it with ne'er nigga Prepare if you dare, to get yo' hands in the air It's a rare form, Mary will shake her derriere wit' cha
Bear witness to snare kicks that tear and rip Through the blarin' speaker woofers that pummel into the air And hit cha it's there wit' cha, yo' cares lifted, don't stare driftin' The airs shiftin' slightly, so come into the lair, get sum
Party people, you are now being rocked by the sounds Of Chief Xcel and Gift of Gab, Blackalicious We're here to take you higher, y'all And I want everybody from side, to side in the front and the back Everybody in the building, make some noise
Jumpin', and movin', and dancin', and sweatin', and shoutin' And grindin', and bobbin', and weavin', we takin' you outta yo' mind And the science applyin' this, high in the sky in this pilots Flyin' this, dilate iris, wireless mics, the fire is bright, retire
I'm sire you're squire and dire straits Admirin' higher intelligence, dialect science I elect myself Viace Prez, I'll belt Rappers that lie to get by And get fried and left by their self scientists
Thrive when this guy is lit, try and spit fire with my intent I in-vent sciences, try the best with no side effects Buy a vest or be lyin' in rest, tryin' to test The eyes in the eyes of the vibrant lion with iron tiger fists
You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move You got to groove, freeze, stand still, move
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