Sandpeople - Move On lyrics
[Sandpeople - Move On lyrics]
It's my right to duck the limelight
And view it from the silhouette
It's the swagger in hindsight
That'll make the crooked head swivel neck
It's not as complex as it seems
But it's more than a simple threat
This is NW terror for the tipped cup bearers
Dig dug dirty
Hard work for the dedicated fans
Cause when this shit hit's 'em all they
Do is throw up their hands
And that's big up worthy
When the nation's in a trance
And they don't fall to the mercy of
That same old song and dance
Make man, woman, and child gather 'round it
They weren't found dumbed
Down with Dumbfounded
When the song's poundin'
We don't just push the envelope
(nope) , we move mountains
Hop in the crowd and puff a
Cloud and take in my surroundings
Now if you're sick of the shit
That they're selling your kids (Move on)
Consumed by the glamour
Compelled by the glitz (Move on)
Don't be fooled by the camera man
They'll shoot ya quick (Move on)
You either stand up, get down, man up
Or just (Move on)
We ain't the ones you wanna make a move on
Every hit's all a defense
Until it's going, going, gone
I'll take another dose, my friend
I need to elevate
The walls are closing in slow
How can I illustrate, oh i got it
That's work, ten hours straight
Another doja binge, break
Throwing smoke in my face, pick up and go
Attached to my raps, laptop, and cellphone
I've never been so in touch
And felt so alone
Sword in the stone in my own day and age
And let's face facts
I'll never cross tracks unless
My DJ crossfades
I'm in a Northwest state of mind
Where the Hip Hop's ahead of it's time
But all you see is
Debris from the g-g-g-g-grind
Here's a rim-shot for your mind and
A chai for the drive
Don't need to syndicate nor simulate
We're coming at you live
Now if you're sick of the shit
That they're selling your kids (Move on)
Consumed by the glamour
Compelled by the glitz (Move on)
Don't be fooled by the camera man
They'll shoot ya quick (Move on)
You either stand up, get down, man up
Or just (Move on)
We ain't the ones you wanna make a move on
Every hit's all a defense
Until it's going, going, gone
This one right here's to let y'all know
(know)
Everything that glitters ain't gold (gold)
It don't matter how many records you sold
(sold)
Especially if you sold your soul (soul)
Why did the emcee cross the road? (road)
Cause he thought crossing over was
The way to go (go)
You can catch me on the underground railroad
(yea)
Laying tracks like that baby, lock and load
Hurdle every obstacle when purple
In an optimal no pursuit's impossible
Curb you on the cobblestone
As long as I got needle and thread
I got it sown
It's Gold and Sandpeople music
I gotta keep it moving
Now if you're sick of the shit
That they're selling your kids (Move on)
Consumed by the glamour
Compelled by the glitz (Move on)
Don't be fooled by the camera man
They'll shoot ya quick (Move on)
You either stand up, get down, man up
Or just (Move on)
We ain't the ones you wanna make a move on
Every hit's all a defense
Until it's going, going, gone
And view it from the silhouette
It's the swagger in hindsight
That'll make the crooked head swivel neck
It's not as complex as it seems
But it's more than a simple threat
This is NW terror for the tipped cup bearers
Dig dug dirty
Hard work for the dedicated fans
Cause when this shit hit's 'em all they
Do is throw up their hands
And that's big up worthy
When the nation's in a trance
And they don't fall to the mercy of
That same old song and dance
Make man, woman, and child gather 'round it
They weren't found dumbed
Down with Dumbfounded
When the song's poundin'
We don't just push the envelope
(nope) , we move mountains
Hop in the crowd and puff a
Cloud and take in my surroundings
Now if you're sick of the shit
That they're selling your kids (Move on)
Consumed by the glamour
Compelled by the glitz (Move on)
Don't be fooled by the camera man
They'll shoot ya quick (Move on)
You either stand up, get down, man up
Or just (Move on)
We ain't the ones you wanna make a move on
Every hit's all a defense
Until it's going, going, gone
I'll take another dose, my friend
I need to elevate
The walls are closing in slow
How can I illustrate, oh i got it
That's work, ten hours straight
Another doja binge, break
Throwing smoke in my face, pick up and go
Attached to my raps, laptop, and cellphone
I've never been so in touch
And felt so alone
Sword in the stone in my own day and age
And let's face facts
I'll never cross tracks unless
My DJ crossfades
I'm in a Northwest state of mind
Where the Hip Hop's ahead of it's time
But all you see is
Debris from the g-g-g-g-grind
Here's a rim-shot for your mind and
A chai for the drive
Don't need to syndicate nor simulate
We're coming at you live
Now if you're sick of the shit
That they're selling your kids (Move on)
Consumed by the glamour
Compelled by the glitz (Move on)
Don't be fooled by the camera man
They'll shoot ya quick (Move on)
You either stand up, get down, man up
Or just (Move on)
We ain't the ones you wanna make a move on
Every hit's all a defense
Until it's going, going, gone
This one right here's to let y'all know
(know)
Everything that glitters ain't gold (gold)
It don't matter how many records you sold
(sold)
Especially if you sold your soul (soul)
Why did the emcee cross the road? (road)
Cause he thought crossing over was
The way to go (go)
You can catch me on the underground railroad
(yea)
Laying tracks like that baby, lock and load
Hurdle every obstacle when purple
In an optimal no pursuit's impossible
Curb you on the cobblestone
As long as I got needle and thread
I got it sown
It's Gold and Sandpeople music
I gotta keep it moving
Now if you're sick of the shit
That they're selling your kids (Move on)
Consumed by the glamour
Compelled by the glitz (Move on)
Don't be fooled by the camera man
They'll shoot ya quick (Move on)
You either stand up, get down, man up
Or just (Move on)
We ain't the ones you wanna make a move on
Every hit's all a defense
Until it's going, going, gone