| What we came to do today is drop the science
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| And spread love your ways peoples, you better move somethin
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| We get the fire started inside of the party
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| You know how my herd play love, you better move somethin
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| Money grillin gruntin, playin the role frontin
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| Get off the wall, come have a ball, killer move somethin
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| Shit muh’fuckers recognize
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| It’s Organized (fuck shit up) bitch you better move somethin
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| Yeah yeah, I said yes yes y’all (yes yes y’all)
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| To the beat y’all (to the beat y’all)
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| When I’m in the club I rub-a-dub and be like havin a ball
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| Now hey heY hEY HEYYYY!
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| We gonna rock a little bit like this I say (ha!)
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| Cops lingerin, singlin me out for figurin
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| Thoughts of stranglin me up, while I’m just single and minglin
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| With my crew (true) we sing-a-long to shing-a-ling
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| Bring along a friend if she don’t mind seein the ding-a-ling
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| The ting-a-ling-a-ling, school bell ringin
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| Niggas back up, when the Monch starts singin
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| Mii mii mii, now I yearn
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| Aiyyo! |
| Get off the wall and get concerned
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| We bout to move this planet I’m f’real god damnit!
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| Any MC’s left standin without skills get reprimanded
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| And branded with out logo, Organized for dolo
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| Without affiliation the crews duo teams and solos
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| w/ minor variations
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| We the employees of the year, yeah we back again
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| We took time off, to get our business shit correct
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| Select, directions so we can all connect
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| Collect, the shack before we start to catch wreck
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| Most want to be but dem can’t see such
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| Still makin moves kid I’m mad quick on the clutch
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| Prince (Poe!) rebel of rap black knight with the Pharoahe
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| I take flight and ever since day one, niggas was tight
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| Now I, shuffle hands you and your mans never dealt
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| Organized is on the wax, wax upon felt
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| Imbicilic MC’s get treated like a tuna melt
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| They gettin ate rate us at top speeds, of a stealth
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| Jet fighter in light of a million two-thousand and eight
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| I’m Jet Screamer baby, «Ahh ahh» I make you bounce rock skate
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| Roll take 'em off the glass, I’m moldin new ashes (what?!)
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| When Southside’s finest commence to lace this
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| Party now it’s bubblin (ehh ehh) I’m strugglin
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| With this Henny and cherries I bury, adversaries
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| And you know this, maaaaan! |
| Ha
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| And you ain’t got to lie, god damn |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Move , by - Organized Konfusion. Song from the album The Equinox, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп