Movin Up - Keith, Kleen Cut, Paperboys

For so long that things have been out of my reach

But now I’ve learned the game and I’m playing for keeps

Yoou-hooou

Yoou hooou

It’s the philosophies of possible cheese

Let’s get some profit’s from these prophecies

Swapping some g’s for DVD’s, oversees properties

Making sure the vocals dropping on the keys properly

Get it popping in this monopoly

Nobody stopping me, cause my mission is set

Ain’t got no listeners yet

Peep the ignition, cannabis in effect

Missing respect, my position is set, and the conditions reflect

My coalitions when we piss on cassettes

Yo I ain’t dissing but yo’re slack, folks are falling for crap

You can’t be serious, you call that rap?

Sure that’s fat?

I bought it but I brought it back, I can’t afford a supporter-cap

Run recorders till the mortar cracks, making daugters clap

Game like a quarterback, with portable facts

Vagabond in orbital laps, absorbing the map

We moving till we on top

Getting my shit from the pawn shop

As soon as this f*cking song drops

And we’re moving on up, it’s our time to shine

Blasting J’s in your face and we pass it round

Now I know you’re hating on me though

Who knew that we was bout the dough for show

I’m like a wolf among sheep, it’s on me I’m hungry

Stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby

Gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though

Why me?

coz only big dogs can roll

You’re like an old can of coke, buzz already dead

Kleen Cut, Paperboys, and it’s over your head

We f*ck making noise, live for dough

Do a free show?

How I gon supply my ho?

She is high maitainence, I got five fake friends

Talking all nice, but they don’t make sense

I’ve never seen your face, but you wanna shake hands

It’s all good, got nothing but love for fans

Y’all like beast, use roars and growls, forcing howls

Kleen Cut never caused a fowl

Get strict saying f*ck you’s with nouns and vowels

Never loose, so I don’t need towels

I don’t fold I’m pleased to say

Get home write rhymes that seems to pay

You know the shit’s over when you hear that sound.

*huh huh*

We moving up and you just went down

We’re moving on up, it’s our time to shine

Blasting J’s in your face and we pass it round

Now I know you’re hating on me though

Who knew that we was bout the dough for show

I’m like a wolf among sheep, it’s on me I’m hungry

Stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby

Gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though

Why me?

coz only big dogs can roll

Ey yo, thinking may hurt, don’t do to much of it

I’m Kleen Cut, that’s who you f*cking with

Crunk it up, Y’all know y’all loving it

You know what?

What you got, you’re struck with it

Yeah, you ain’t gon change at all

While I just got better, new name and all:

They call me sharpshooter, Kleen-Eastwood, J-letter

Nice flow, who the f*ck sounds better?

Shit I’m spelling to cross elements, yelling like lost elephants

Sell’em some force, tell’em of course we floss elegance

Meddle with boss-pelicans, secret intelligence

And I dwell on my tours relevance, creeping through settlements

And I’m peeping on sleeping residents, wake’em up

Whoever’s fronting, tape him shut

Keep’em jumping, show them how to make a cut

These haters are fake as f*ck, got no problem burning my bridges

They better chill before we turn’em religious

I ain’t earning no digits, ain’t a happy man, still I’m making it happen

The capitan, killing tracks in front of clapping fans

Rappers like a factory brand, we ship’em back to Japan

They can’t f*ck with this immaculate scam!

We’re moving on up, it’s our time to shine

Blasting J’s in your face and we pass it round

Now I know you’re hating on me though

Who knew that we was bout the dough for show

I’m like a wolf among sheep, it’s on me I’m hungry

Stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby

Gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though

Why me?

coz only big dogs can roll

We’re moving on up, it’s our time to shine

Blasting J’s in your face and we pass it round

Now I know you’re hating on me though

Who knew that we was bout the dough for show

I’m like a wolf among sheep, it’s on me I’m hungry

Stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby

Gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though

Why me?

coz only big dogs can roll