Just Move

[Intro] Uh which is norm.. Which is - you know I think the internet is really useful (right) But I'm not in the current mode that I need to be doing that [Interlude/Instrumental] [Bridge] What what what what {repeated} Come on - come on So many moves man Ready for it Come on {scratched} Move it [Verse 1] From rookies to veterans, my flows the medicine My foes will never win My flows are heaven sent Capable of taking party people where they've never been I heard a drumbreak and knew I had to represent I couldn't hold it in I'm looking for a pen Composing flows while you and yours are dozing You telling lies about getting crowds open But you're new to the craft and it shows kid I'll go to any open mic then I close it Rock a park jam 'til I know the shit's over with The beer's gone and the cops start rolling in And the promoter gets locked up for throwing it There ain't a rapper on the set that can pose a threat I'll wipe my ass with any cat you go and get Make any rude boy show respect Universal bounty hunter just like Boba Fett So go ahead and fake the funk I'll you punks upchuck what you ate for lunch In your own lap You gets no dap 'til you figure out how to write your own raps And stop getting on the mic sound lazy Stealing styles from Jeezy or Jay Z, sucka I might never see more cheddar than you But I bet you I can windmill better than you [Hook] x2 B-boys - B-girls You know what I need you to do Hit the dance floor Do the wop - do the snake Make that body move Party people all around You know what I need you to do Do the cabbage patch Do the running man Yeah, I'm talking to you [Bridge] Just move Move Move Just move Move Move Just [Verse 2] You want the truth You can't handle the truth Forget a rap song You couldn't even wrap a deli sandwich duke Somebody's gassing you You don't have a clue Claim to be the man in the booth I demand proof After school I teach rap What we emcees lack Confidence And you can stop begging me for feedback Oh you squeeze gats We don't believe that You weigh about a buck or 5 [wet? You'se a weak back Girls I got game Been scoring What shows I been touring did Europe What money I might never see a big fortune but at least my records sold more than yours did I'm on my grizzly from Little Rock to [B-more?] Might cop a hotel might sleep on the floor You didn't do your leg work and put your CD in stores And now your sound scandal like my SAT score I know you hate it when it comes back around your way You thought you got over You thought you got away But you just another rapper with a lot to say So why should I believe what you got to say [Hook] x2 Just move