Cypress Hill - Make a Move lyrics

"The path of the righteous man
Is beset on all
Sides by the inequities of the selfish and
The tyranny of evil men blessed is he, who
In the name of charity and good will
Shepherds the weak through the valley of
Darkness for he is truly his
Brother's keeper and the finder of lost
Children and I will strike
Down upon thee with great vengeance and
Furious anger those who attempt
To poison and destroy my brothers
AND YOU WILL KNOW MY name is the lord
When i lay my vengeance upon thee!"

Smokin' MC's like a bowl of Buddha
Burnin' in my bong now
You don't want to step to the
Rhythm of the funk degrees
You'll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
Movin out, just movin on out, no doubt
We the number one crew
Kickin' mark ass niggas out the house
Puttin' up an argument, just don't bother
'Cause, I'll whoop that ass just
Like I'm your father
Take heed to the master's call yes y'all
(Break yourself fool cause I fade 'em all)
Bullets fly
But they don't give a fuck about who dies
When you're in the middle of the buckin'
No question, confrontation
Nowhere to run from the assassination
Let the rain come down
Whoops there goes another body on the ground
Watch out for G hound
It's the undisputed Cypress family
Kickin' up dust, can you handle us gradually
Growin' inside your mind like a tumour
Spreading in your head like a rumor
Venomous sound from the underground
I take care of business
What the fuck is this?

Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)

Suckas come in all shapes sizes and colors
Let me get the rope
And hang `em `till their fuckin' necks broke
Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe
Let me give you what you need
A fat dose of the good weed
Like a puppet on a string
I'm the one controlling your ass
With the rough shit that I bring
My army grows like buddha I sold ya
Every seed planted is another fuckin' soldier
Like the `coup d'etat'
There ya are in the middle of the ambush
Stuck in your car jake can't find ya
At the bottom of the lake let me remind ya
You better be lookin' behind ya
It's too late, ain't no one standin' here
Hallucination, bees hummin' in your ear
Paranoia, dwelling to your dome piece
Increase, the level of the
Terror that won't cease

Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)

Make a move, make a move
Every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move
Every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move
Every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move
Every posse make a move

Come on
Open up the doors for the high funk buddha
With the lye, let the nigga die
Rolling with the six shooter thirty-eight
Still shootin' real straight
Lookin' for the buster that I must eliminate
(No surprise other MC's demise
Let the flow roll
As I look him right in the eyes)
And rip these niggas in half
With the paragraph they can't find a path
I live the aftermath
Still I reign set we remain
The big bad Cypress Hill
Buckin' niggas out the game
When I aim I'm scopin' for your brain
Brother stay low
Cross hairs break you out the frame

Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)
Move 'em out!, Move 'em on out!
(Move 'em out)

"Ahh, now that the mind is open so
One can clearly see what they clearly
Don't want you to see but, it's obvious
Isn't it my brother? Get the
Smoke from in the front of
Your eyes, got to realize
Anybody don't like"