The Movement

[Chorus]

Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there

We gon' move, and let's all get down

Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump

Yo, people movin', let's all get down

Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there

We gon' move, and let's all get down (Yeah)

Feel it in your trunk (Yo), let your system thump

Yo, people movin', let's all get down

[Verse 1]

Scramble for cheese, MC's

And actors, with no fear factor

I'll rap you the rapture

Turnin' strawberries into Cleopatras

Attach your brain

With words of love and pain

Fuck Above the Rim, I'm above the game

Getting hugs from dames

When I don’t even know their name, 

Just seen what flick they was in

As the world and the DJ spins

Hittin' Cranberry Blends

Girls in the club with they friends, lookin' for men

Dancing with each other

Intrigued by the chance that they love us

Brothas in my ear, talkin' 'bout they got tracks

Sistas in my ear, talkin' 'bout they got Black–

Movements for me to move with

Bad breath mixed with music

It's good times, so let me use it, yo yo

[Chorus]

Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there

We gon' move, and let's all get down

Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump

Yo, people movin', let's all get down

Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there

We gon' move, and let's all get down

Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump

Yo, people movin', let's all get down

[Refrain]

Let the poppers pop, and the breakers break

The hustlers hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppers pop, the breakers break

The hustlers hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppers pop (Uh) the breakers break

The hustlers hustle (Yeah), and the shakers shake

Let the poppers pop (Yo), the breakers break

The hustlers hustle (Yo...) and the shakers shake

[Verse 2]

The aesthetic is Ultramagnetic

B-Boys sweat it – off

Pimps with their hats feathered, set it – off

Raw, like footage, with no edit

In the club, at the bar, Pro-Ked'ed

With my guy who got the block locked and dreaded

I rap, I'm expected to be cheddared

This chick rockin' a fur, like she want me to pet it

Better move, somebody should've fed it

The mood ghetto, yet eclectic

Mellow, but yet festive

Minds molested by music

Good times defused with bud smoking

Speakers run notes, thugs quote their favorite rap song

Mind too Black and too strong to song and dance

We advance

To where it don’t stop

The pure Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hippa-hippa-ippa-ip–yo, yo…)

[Chorus]

Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there

We gon' move, and let's all get down

Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump

Yo, people movin', let's all get down

Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there

We gon' move, and let's all get down

Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump

Yo, people movin', let's all get down

Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there

We gon' move, and let's all get down

Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump

Yo, people movin', let's all get down

Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there

We gon' move, and let's all get down

Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump

Yo, people movin', let's all get down

[Refrain]

Let the poppers pop, and the breakers break

The hustlers hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppers pop, the breakers break

The hustlers hustle and the shakers shake

Let the poppers pop, the breakers break

The hustlers hustle, and the shakers shake

Let the poppers pop, the breakers break

The hustlers hustle, and the shakers shake