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Lyrics >  P >  Public Enemy lyrics >  Apocalypse '91 > Move!

Move!

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Ridenhour - robertz - gary g-wiz - depper

(featuring sister souljah)
Signed, sealed, delivered I b yours
I pour it on the breaks
Till it break laws
Givin' the gabbin'
So the brothers be havin' it
Or else the five fingers of dope'll
Be grabbin' it
Wit' no complaints
Givin' uppin' I ain't
On the mike
Like karl malone in the paint
Why rip a rapper
When he flow like water
I rather rush a television reporter
The frauds that tried to front
Watch ya back
Stop pullin' those lil' stunts
Assault and battery
'cause I snatched the battery
Off his back...the tv pack
Why pop the rhyme
On a rhymer when I kick it
Rather spend my time, spittin' on a bigot
Who pumped the pimp
That fed the fiends
He got jumped by the brothers in ft. green
They slapped the mack
That kept us back
Sucker suckin' the hood like drack
So if ya draggin' us down
Wit' the wack attitude
Get up, lookout, get out the way
Move

Signed
Sealed
Definition of a set-up
Pourin' it on and won't let up
'cause f-a-l-l-i-n
Never applied
To this brother that tried
To let ya know
The folk of the american joke
That kept us broke
Now I'm ready to rap
Strong fax I swing
Like bo jax
I'm never calm on a bomb track
60 percent 3/fifths
Constituted
Huh prostituted
Why I'm mad
'cause it's written on the paper
Right now
Muther f--- bow
Kicked
The
Lyric
About
The tricks
Of the trade and the money made
Who got the money betcha bottom
Dollar bill
Gonna find
Some rich ol' bloodline
But the blood is in the mud
Take the whack an attack it
Like a skud
To the patriotic hater
That got paid off my people
I'm rude
Lookout, get out the way
Move

Signed
An what I'm gettin' is mine
I bring the noise
To town
So let's get down
I cranked the beats
Tearin' up the street
And the park
An it ain't mozart
Jack movin' out
'cause the black movin' in
And it's old
I said it in
Who stole the soul?
(listen) but 92 bring
An attitude
That say I don't give a
Fuck
About the old way
This is a new day
Tell jack stay in the back
And all the other
Suckers
That don't matter
You got
Somethin' to prove
Scatter
Get out the way
Move!

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