Movas & Shakers - Inspectah Deck

This goes out to all my niggas

Spendin they last on gas, grass and ass

And to all my ladies playin in bars free drinks

And shit push it up push it up

Keep on, ya don’t stop, if ya don’t stop maybe ya won’t stop

If ya won’t stop maybe ya can’t stop

So keep on, keep on an on ya keep on

Ya don’t stop, if ya don’t stop maybe ya won’t stop

If ya won’t stop than ya can’t stop

So keep on, keep on an on

Rebellious-I, felonas city slicker

Real nigga hit ya district with the impact of a twista

Now clear the zone, rhyme down the phone lines and toss motor homes

My poems were found next to dinosaur bones

Perform by the elders before the king’s throne

This style has no origin or birth date

And scientists research can not calculate

The great mind skatin' through space and time

Vibratin' thru the bass lines that stun man kind

Reclined in the leather seat the cassette blasts

Vocals that smash out the bullet proof glass

Rippin' through your 15's like Wolverine

Sick with the lyric there be no vaccine

You attach with the tractor beam, rap fiend

And all heads who feel it lick off a magazine

We trip the light, ride to the rhythms of the night

Skin tight honeys show me love at first sight

Work light crazy legs nonstop body rock

My hip hop drop you to your knees in shock

Watch for the spot rushers, slang hustler

Lackluster skills, salute the drill instructor

Yes yes y’all I heard the 'S.O.S.'

call

INS to the rescue about to bless y’all

Got 'em brawlin' in the mess hall and the dance hall

They ants y’all and I remain to stand tall

Can’t fall, son’ll restore like Michael Jackson off the wall

Singin' life ain’t so bad at all

When ya livin' it we all deserve the finer things

Like foreign cars, fancy clothes, and diamond rings

My exotic dancers keep shakin' ya thing

To my niggas on the streets thats soon to be king

Keep on keep on an on

Last call for alcohol bartender two Kahlua’s and milk

With crushed ice in the blender

What up love?

Lets jelly off the dance floor

Before ya man come lookin' for points he can’t score

More than you bargained for, deserve an encore

Putt 'em down, you put 'em up till ya sore

Motion picture thoughts project in wide screens

Laced off the lime green, duckin' high beams

Swift sword, making fetti out the bill board

Rap pro, throwin' up bombs like Jeff George

Catch me next tour feel free to explore

Don’t sweat me at the door like we met before

Tryin' to dick ride, I’m inside where the chicks hide

Quick slide move, we lootin' the spot…

Quick slide move, we lootin' the spot