Movers And Shakers Lyrics

This goes out to all my niggas spendin they last on gas grass and hash and To all my ladies playin in bars free drinks and shit push it up push it up Chorus Keep on Ya don't stop , if ya don't stop maybe ya won't stop If ya won't stop maybe ya can't stop So keep on, keep on an on ya keep on Ya don't stop , if ya don't stop maybe ya won't stop If ya won't stop than ya can't stop So keep on, keep on an on Verse 1 Rebellious, I feelin' this city slicker Real nigga hit ya district with the impact of a twista Now clear the zone, rhyme down the phone lines and toss motor homes My poems will die next to dinosaur bones Perform by the elders before the kings thrown This style has no origin or birth date And scientists research can not calculate The great mind thru space and time Vibratin' thru the bass lines that stun man kind Reclined in the leather seat the cassette blasts Vocals that smash out the bullet proof glass Rippin thru your 15's like wolverines Sick with the lyric there be no vacine You attach with the tractor beam, rap fiend And all heads who feel it lik off a magazine Chorus Verse 1 We trip the light, ride to the rhythm's of the night Skin tight honeys show me love at first sight Work light krazy legs nonstop body drop My hip hop drop you to your knees in shock Watch for the spot rushers, slang hustler Black lust the slang solute, drill instructer Yes yes ya'll I heard the ?S.O.S.' call INS to the rescue about to bless ya'll Got ?em brawlin' in the mess hall and the dance hall They ants ya'll and I remain to stand tall Can't fall ?gunnin' a store? like Michael Jackson off the wall Singin' life ain't so bad at all When ya livin' it we all deserve the finer things Like foreign cars fancy clothes and diamond rings My exotic dances keep shakin ya thing To my niggas on the streets thats soon to be king Chorus Verse 3 Keep on keep on an on Last call for alcohol bartender two kahlua's an milk with crushed ice inthe blender What up love? Lets tally off the dance floor before ya man come lookin' for points he can't score More than you bargained for ,deserve an encore Putt 'em down ,you put ?em up till ya sore Motion picture thoughts project in wide screens Raced off the lime green duckin' high beams Switch swords, make ya ?feddy? Out the bill boards Rap pro, throwin' up bombs like Jeff Joard Catch me next tour feel free to explore Don't sweat me at the door like we met before Tryin' to take pride I'm inside where the chicks hide Quick slide move, we lootin' the spy... Quick slide move, we lootin' the spy Chorus