Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Move Unheard, artist - Joe Young. Album song Cash & Grams, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.02.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Plattform
Song language: English
Move Unheard |
We gon shut this game down and move unheard |
«When ya’ll ready, ready, ready to rock» |
We gon shut this game down and move unheard |
«Rock with it if you overstand» |
We gon shut this game down and move unheard |
«When ya’ll ready, ready, ready to rock» |
We gon shut this game down and move unheard |
«Stop playin mayne, bring it back now» |
I Mash Out like Danze and Fame, me and my comrades snatch the game |
And blast the flame, the General, that’s the name |
I get bills, still snatch the chain, and snatch ya dame |
Where I’m from, we all act the same |
I move ninja before you can flash the frame |
Gangsta boogie, up jumps the boogie |
With twin Glock nines and a Champion hoodie |
Yo thats me in the grind, I’m always gritty |
Staten Island, I represent New York City |
And where I come from, son it ain’t no joke |
There’s fires in the building, you get killed by smoke |
And if you not alert, it’s like Berlin, when we goin bezerk |
Hustlin again, puttin in hard work |
Time to bring everybody back together like it’s the new church |
New Mass! |
Jets in the city, my rep get checks in the city |
With all my connects in the city, my set get gritty |
Name hold weight like I bench seven fifty, you craps better get me |
We gon ride for it, do or die for it |
Catch a homicide for it, never swicth sides for it |
Might spit a clip in your face |
We hungry, we eats the crumbs and lick plates |
Now when the Europeans came, we flexed our skills |
We used to be poor, but now we pay the bills |
Some of ya’ll vultures rob and kill just to eat |
We in the streets, tryin to live our lives |
Me and my hood peoples in the hills like East Berlin |
Hold pens through hotels, mountain lions |
Move on them like they did to the Mayans |
Big irons for the sake of those thats at rest |
Lebanon Don, Inspectah Deck |
These niggas don’t understand us, but show us respect |
Joe Young, Wu-Tang, gonna bubble you hard |
You weaklings, I told ya’ll niggas from the start |
We’ll tear you apart, you know what I’m sayin? |
Come through in the black Navigator, come out, spray ya |
Only thugs get shook, fuck the mayor |
This is meyhem, third world war shit |
Ya’ll niggas want competition, buy my rap kit |
Peace to Banga, Danja and Deck |
These are Urban Icons, nigga, show respect before I show you the tech |
I’m duckin high, niggas stay low |
Before I step through you niggas like the Stargate hole |
Who want war? |
Smash ya face on the floor |
Take from the rich and give to the poor |
I rhyme sick, I shoot because of Sickamore |
Your hoe wants dick or more |
I’m on some shit, like, stick em all, kick in the door |