The Movement

[Verse 1: TeeBc] Let's get it Back in the game, back in the reign Back in the middle with a plaque in his brain Strapped with a finger to the gat with a flame Matched back with a little black crack in the frame Slap in a symbol flat blank on a plain Red leaf, red flaps, red flag, on a little Red seal sent back write that to the sender So they know I got my fingertips stamped on the game Slowin my speed? No I dont think so Dub a sixteen that's a 32 intro Dub it all clean I just keep it that simple: Black jeans sittin courtside with a lint roll Cause when I hit Bars hit hard with scars slit far when I drop down all the windows Like I spit tar with cars quick parked, shift bars skid marked with the top down dropped a little See the card read G, and that mean the greatest Four-sixteen and the kingdom made us That's the movement now, we don't leave invaders We just eat your heart so we can feed you later I dream and I plot while you sleep and you rot And I carry the team whatchu think that I got? My stomach been mean and I crop out the creme So you know that I feed on the creme of the crop [Hook: Duke$] Sure enough Parties soon gon' start feelin' us Don't be dumb You better get with the movement now Never enough Stopping just when we touch the sun Told you once You better get with the movement now (x2) [Verse 2: ProFound] Return of the genesis-- Exodus penmanship Lest we forget all these sentences-- Row on row blow for blow, line for line, timing like rolex Stop! Period. Kotex. Flow is like moses Now part that. They say I'm too sharp, that's a smart tack Im the bloodclot that led to your heart 'ttack Cardiac arrest, in a kevlar vest, bullet hole Sarcast--ic pro, i'm back to settle the sco' Sese. Depart it. (Leave) Carnage. Parker and banner colliding like hadron, up and away in the sky with no cape on And im flying overhead like these metaphors Get it? Got it popping. kettle corn Lookin for unstoppable? I got a better force Magnitude times a thousand, dudes'd think I'd had a few shots to pound back Music stay compatible as a soundtrack To a Freddy/Jason movie Bass is booming That's assuming That you can't make it Rake it Talons spread, now i got 'cho heads Ripping thoughts apart Caution. Dread And i bought this bread Now they wanna wonder where I'm comin from Shootin' porn with Ray Charles & Helen Steal the corn, and loaves, im a felon Valjeanin. Uncommon Space. Comma Logic. Pro [Hook] [Verse 3: Jawn Othello] Bury me with pride Every time I do this I be feeling so alive Showing love to everybody with me on my side Don't tell me that you're good, what's good to a God? Homie I'm great Living in a piss poor place Where I'm bundled up with rappers who ain't this, no way! Thinking I ain't nice because my fans ain't on your level 'bout to rip you from your spot, you made a big mistake This is dope Crack in my raps, you ain't rolling with my pack start giving up hope Got the goal on my mind and it's in my scope And you hesitant to get in like it's jump rope Listen up here I'm headed to the better, be eating making my cheddar, relieving all of this pressure, I'm leaving all of the weak and be reaching seeing the peak so I'm bringing this back to life I'm gonna wake em up, Clear Ignite the flame flow like a bow and arrow Ain't tryna break flesh, I'm charring up bone marrow Remember all the times, when nobody known me Now I'm the clutch 4th quarter like Kobe If I make it to the top God knows it's lonely All you see is soul cause these others is below me No you can't hold me, holy moley I'm like a pinwheel, y'all can just blow me Think it's the old me, yeah boy you wish I been feeling lately I'm losing my patience Hearing all these dudes they hardly make sense Cause damn man style so foul it's flagrant Like wait You need me? Come give me a call Still be the dopest to do it at all Like really I'm 2Pac and Biggie to y'all Really I'm 2Pac and Biggie to y'all