Your Move

[Hook 4X - imitating Big Daddy Kane on "The Symphony"]

You, got to groove...

Freeze, stand still, MOVE

[Gift of Gab]

Huffin' and puffin', the track is bumpin discussions

On how we crushin' and snuffin'

The one's that bluffin', it's nothin'

And while they lunchin', we bustin'

To get you, up in the club and

We keep you wantin' and dubbin'

Dig it like somethin' you puffin' on

Fill it up in your stomach to your astonishment, on a mission

The marvelous, starvenous, verbal novelist, killin' 'em softly

Offin them, often they in a coffin, we drillin' them, taunt 'em

All in the tournament, in the bottomless pit again

Pardon me, but this art is like the parliament rockets parkin

All on yo' gardens and lawns just like potholes, sonically stompin'

Up on a mission of dominance, solid flawless, so obvious

Callin' y'all to the ball to get off the wall, everybody yes

YOU

[Hook] X 4

You, got to groove...

Freeze, stand still, MOVE

[Verse 2: Gift of Gab]

I've been to Africa, Brazil, everywhere across the Americas

Canada, France, Italy, Copenhagen, Australia

Everywhere, every time, every audience, mass hysteria

Some rappers make good records, but live they are a failure

Mailin' your area, special delivery carrier

Tearin' the various barriers, 'til everyone's everyone

Whether you're heavy or Libra, or Aries, or Lebanese

Vegetarian, Ebony, Ivory, seventeen or ninety-THREE

I don't care if you're arrogant, or inherit inheritance

From yo' parents' parents and then didn't share it with N'ER NIGGA

Prepare if you dare, to get yo' HANDS IN THE AIR

It's rare form, Mary'll shake her derriere witcha

BEAR witness to SNARE kicks that'll TEAR rip through

The blarin' speaker woofers that pummel into the AIR hit cha

It's there witcha, yo' cares lifted, don't stare driftin'

The airs shiftin' slightly, so come into the lair, get some

[Lifesavas]

"Party people, you are now being rocked by the sounds

Of Chief Xcel and the Gift of Gab, Blackalicious

We're here to take you higher, y'all!

And I want everybody from side, to side

In the front and the back

Everybody in the building

MAKE SOME NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOISE" (*crowd cheers*)

[Verse 3: Gift of Gab - through speakerphone then normal]

Jumpin' and movin'

And dancin' and sweatin'

And shoutin' and grindin'

And bobbin' and weavin'

We takin' you outta yo' mind

And the science applyin' this, high in the sky in this pilots

Flyin' this, dilate iris, wireless mics

The fire is bright, retire, I'm sire, you're squire

And dire straits, admirin' higher intelligence, dialect science (*exhales*)

I elect my-self Vice Prez, I'll belt

Rappers that lie to get by and get fried

And left by their self scientists

Thrive when this guy is lit, try and spit fire

With my intent I in-vent sciences, try the best with no side effects

Buy a vest or be lyin' in rest, tryin' to test

The eye in the eyes of the vi-brant lion

With iron tiger fists

[Hook and guitar riff] X 4

You, got to groove...

Freeze, stand still, MOVE