Welcome everybody to another interlude
As we bring it to you/Mental and physical
Musical situations are gettin critical
A lotta people invest wit no residual
You gotta look at what this industry is giving you
Got you plodding through the snow like caribou
Ice-grills and cold shoulders got you berry blue
Keep on fronting and get popped like a cherry dude
The real essence of HipHop will carry you
If you open up your auditory vestibule
Stop listening to what the suits tellin you
Fa'real dude they only interested in selling you
Listen to the disgruntled cat thats yelling dude
And he'll tell you that he really aint feelin you
But do we ever listen to those, rebelling who
Dont believe the bullshit you kickin in your interviews?
You sacrificed like a ritual killin
The power that you had was such a sexual feelin
Now you searchin for some spiritual healing
Cuz you tired of all the wheelin and dealin what you was party to
So lets party dude
If you dont know the lyrics,
Let the spirit make em up like Steve Harvey dude.
But either way you lose
Cuz you got ya real enemies all up on you, like you on Family Feud

Hook:
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From the airport to the highrises
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From the streetball courts to franchises
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From the college girls to the young mothers
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Can you move a little for a independent brother?
(Move)
From the West Coast gangs back East
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For the cats in the belly of the beast
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For those trying to increase the peace, uh
(Move)
Shake ya body-body, dont hurt nobody-body


2nd Verse:
Oh my god/Would you look who talkin smack now
Like he on Smackdown/He got his act down
He got the crowd where they dont know how to act now
Hypnotized like fiends up in the crackhouse
Industry tried to make him got the mack route
Tried to turn Cy Yung into a rap clown
But understand i will never go the wack route
This grown man cannot and wont back down
Tight lyrics cuz I'm pickin up the slack now
I know you feel it, cuz you quoting shit back now
Bringin back Boombap like G. Rap now
My premier got the scene pitch black now (sic)
All the threats and challenges is smack now
Intimidators and haters...fall back now
I stand tall like Paul, above Shaq now
I'm bout to change the game, like that New Jack sound
But dont overreact, I aint Rap Brown
I'm just a man coming from the Wolfpack town
Tryna open doors up for Cakalak now
Who wants more than a platinum-coated plaque now
You niggas handicap like Zack Gowan
And I'm the Mike Johnson of rap, back on track now
The scariest situation that you was never anticipatin was me
Hittin like a heart attack BLAW!

Hook:
(Move)
From the airport to the highrises
(Move)
From the streetball courts to franchises
(Move)
From the college girls to the young mothers
(Move)
Can you move a little for a independent brother?
(Move)
From the West Coast gangs back East
(Move)
For the cats in the belly of the beast
(Move)
For those trying to increase the peace, uh
(Move)
Shake ya body-body, dont hurt nobody-body