Inspectah Deck - Movers Shakers LYRICS

This goes out to all my niggas

Spendin they last on gas, grass and ass

And to all my ladies playin in bars free drinks

And shit push it up push it up



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Keep on

Ya dont stop , if ya dont stop maybe ya wont stop

If ya wont stop maybe ya cant stop

So keep on, keep on an on ya keep on

Ya dont stop , if ya dont stop maybe ya wont stop

If ya wont stop than ya cant stop

So keep on, keep on an on



Verse 1

Rebellious-i, felonas 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 were found 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 skatin through 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 through your 15s like wolverine

Sick with the lyric there be no vacine

You attach with the tractor beam, rap fiend

And all heads who feel it lick off a magazine



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Verse 1

We trip the light, ride to the rhythms 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

Lackluster skills, solute the drill instructor

Yes yes yall I heard the s.o.s. call

Ins to the rescue about to bless yall

Got em brawlin in the mess hall and the dance hall

They ants yall and I remain to stand tall

Cant fall, sonll restore like michael jackson off the wall

Singin life aint so bad at all

When ya livin it we all deserve the finer things

Like foreign cars fancy clothes and diamond rings

My exotic dancers keep shakin ya thing

To my niggas on the streets thats soon to be king



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Verse 3

Keep on keep on an on

Last call for alcohol bartender two kahluas and milk

With crushed ice in the blender

What up love?

Lets jelly off the dancefloor

Before ya man come lookin for points he cant 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

Laced off the lime green, duckin high beams

Swift sword, making fetti out the bill board

Rap pro, throwin up bombs like jeff joard

Catch me next tour feel free to explore

Dont sweat me at the door like we met before

Tryin to dick ride, Im inside where the chicks hide

Quick slide move, we lootin the spy...

Quick slide move, we lootin the spy



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