Declaime, Lootpack - The Movement lyrics
[Declaime, Lootpack - The Movement lyrics]
Yeah alright
Get funky now
MC's (C's) they flowing, spitting
DJ's (J's) keep spinning, cutting
Graffiti Writers
(writers) keep bombing, tagging
B boys (boys) keep breaking, breaking
Let het down with no hesitation
That deep dark poet from
The create digger station
Constantly I run through chumps
Giving lumps on the double
I smell trouble when we rumble
(rock it Declaime)
For those that don't release fat
Rhymes theirs no relief and I won't let up
When I get up on wack MC's
And as I increase my out put to peak
I'm unique with these vocals make a
Speech that would hurt thosе
And find a new job, unto the back of the linе
Not new with this shit
For I have waited time
I find, ya'll take this art form for granted
Peace to the real
Get your respect as demanded
See me, I just can't stand it
Yo, who we down with?
The movement makes you body want
To get on down
The movement makes you want to
React to this sound
The movement forms only on a hip hop ground
The movement where B boys and
B girls get found
Declaime ayo remember back in the days
When we first started
Up rocking with my blaster
Playing it retorted
The bridge is over or remember
When Ace was parted
Yo MTV darted public enemy was the hardest
What about turn tables, graffiti
Break dancing and rapping
Some niggas don't know the four
Elements it's like a fashion
Foes be on some glitter shit
Be on that grave digger shit
Tryna get rid of it, You better get use to it
Its like half of yall rappers are nitwit's
Stuck on tit's, clit's
Misfit's talkin' 'bout hit's
And yall, yall ever heard of the L brothers
Or Cold Crush, Percee P, T La Rock
Michie Mee, Scott La Rock, Kool Here
Charle Chase in the place like we in 88
Twin-style plates come great like the ones
Yah niggas write up
Your niggas all get tied up
My nigga Declaime light up take a right and
Take a flight for the movement the movement
The movement
Yo cats rock completable
Soundin' incredible, others be ineligible
Or Capable of developing cool styles
Earn residual
My physical form and there isn't a warning
So Jack go visibly unpredictably
With the flow
It's pitiful I'ma claim critically
To commence a show
Kick a verse like how should we say
It'll literally light up your
Whole entire vital supply so invite up
When we ride up your whole MC entire line up
'Cause your art is officially
Art as we officially
Walk down this alter it's not hard
To diss you can weep
Slice your style up with sword and eat it
Jet Li mode then come back
And watch Jack formulate it
Yo Madlib jump on SP and coordinate it
And I'll invert a verse right before
The flute horn and faded
'Cause 95 percent of my fist
Will identically dismiss cats
Till they fall on deep side of the ocean
Fill in the abyss
Jack is killing a fist full of MC's
Never slip using the grip of
A pistol pullin' at ease enough
Ask if you heard of a brother
In red Accura adding inaccurate
Mask an ill murderer
I sent rhyme out to my B-boys and my ladies
Declaime lets mosh em up and back
Spin them to the 80's
MC's (C's) they flowing, spitting
DJ's (J's) keep spinning, cutting
Graffiti Writers
(writers) keep bombing, tagging
B boys (boys) keep breaking, breaking
The movement makes you body want
To get on down
The movement makes you want to
React to this sound
The movement forms only on a hip hop ground
The movement where B boys and
B girls get found
Get funky now
MC's (C's) they flowing, spitting
DJ's (J's) keep spinning, cutting
Graffiti Writers
(writers) keep bombing, tagging
B boys (boys) keep breaking, breaking
Let het down with no hesitation
That deep dark poet from
The create digger station
Constantly I run through chumps
Giving lumps on the double
I smell trouble when we rumble
(rock it Declaime)
For those that don't release fat
Rhymes theirs no relief and I won't let up
When I get up on wack MC's
And as I increase my out put to peak
I'm unique with these vocals make a
Speech that would hurt thosе
And find a new job, unto the back of the linе
Not new with this shit
For I have waited time
I find, ya'll take this art form for granted
Peace to the real
Get your respect as demanded
See me, I just can't stand it
Yo, who we down with?
The movement makes you body want
To get on down
The movement makes you want to
React to this sound
The movement forms only on a hip hop ground
The movement where B boys and
B girls get found
Declaime ayo remember back in the days
When we first started
Up rocking with my blaster
Playing it retorted
The bridge is over or remember
When Ace was parted
Yo MTV darted public enemy was the hardest
What about turn tables, graffiti
Break dancing and rapping
Some niggas don't know the four
Elements it's like a fashion
Foes be on some glitter shit
Be on that grave digger shit
Tryna get rid of it, You better get use to it
Its like half of yall rappers are nitwit's
Stuck on tit's, clit's
Misfit's talkin' 'bout hit's
And yall, yall ever heard of the L brothers
Or Cold Crush, Percee P, T La Rock
Michie Mee, Scott La Rock, Kool Here
Charle Chase in the place like we in 88
Twin-style plates come great like the ones
Yah niggas write up
Your niggas all get tied up
My nigga Declaime light up take a right and
Take a flight for the movement the movement
The movement
Yo cats rock completable
Soundin' incredible, others be ineligible
Or Capable of developing cool styles
Earn residual
My physical form and there isn't a warning
So Jack go visibly unpredictably
With the flow
It's pitiful I'ma claim critically
To commence a show
Kick a verse like how should we say
It'll literally light up your
Whole entire vital supply so invite up
When we ride up your whole MC entire line up
'Cause your art is officially
Art as we officially
Walk down this alter it's not hard
To diss you can weep
Slice your style up with sword and eat it
Jet Li mode then come back
And watch Jack formulate it
Yo Madlib jump on SP and coordinate it
And I'll invert a verse right before
The flute horn and faded
'Cause 95 percent of my fist
Will identically dismiss cats
Till they fall on deep side of the ocean
Fill in the abyss
Jack is killing a fist full of MC's
Never slip using the grip of
A pistol pullin' at ease enough
Ask if you heard of a brother
In red Accura adding inaccurate
Mask an ill murderer
I sent rhyme out to my B-boys and my ladies
Declaime lets mosh em up and back
Spin them to the 80's
MC's (C's) they flowing, spitting
DJ's (J's) keep spinning, cutting
Graffiti Writers
(writers) keep bombing, tagging
B boys (boys) keep breaking, breaking
The movement makes you body want
To get on down
The movement makes you want to
React to this sound
The movement forms only on a hip hop ground
The movement where B boys and
B girls get found