Текст песни Mad Skillz - Move Ya Body, слова песни Mad Skillz

Текст песни Mad Skillz - Move Ya Body

Mad Skillz - Move Ya Body слова песни

On the real, I freak techniques and beats in my sleepThe mack back in action show skills when I speakWatch my - leak when I bring it to your faceI still corner dimes, but in the nine I`m on a paper chaseGlass rocks, mega tops, Tims on your blockHolding heat like crock pots and keeping g`s in my socks(So, what`s up, hopps?)I got to keep it tight like seams`Cause ain`t no fiendsComing in between me and my dreamsSee what I mean, black?I keep it real like thatF a "word is bond"I need stocks and bonds from these ill rapsRappers won`t see me with contacts, friendSo, please act you`ve got a Siamese twin and think again`Cause in the end I start off with flavorNext to bless your chest with freestyle fantasiaSmooth behaviorSeeing rappers as illusionsMeaning they disappear but I`m hear to keep you movingchorus:Everybody, move ya body!Everybody, move ya body!Everybody, move ya body!I don`t think twice, kidYou know I bring it to ya live(repeat)See, I don`t get writer`s blockYo, I block other writersAnd there`s been nights I had to wear sniper attire for bitersDon`t make that same mistake and get scarred, retardI see that tape you listening to got you thinking that you hardBut dig this...Cut your hair and get your name on your stomachI still find ways to make your whole rap career plummetMaintainI steal mics out of the frameBut now people think they know me `cause they know my real nameWhile I stay sameDoing shows and toursSomewhere in a phat crib(?) playing Sega in the dashboardStyles of sword(?) and flowing steadilyTrapping MCs in mazes forever like Frankie BeverlyYou know the steezeI`m bringing beats to they kneesHolacausting MCs and sees some g`s before I breathThat`s how it beIt`s no doubt that IGot to bring it to your chest as I bring it to ya livechorusSo, from this point on until the day that they bury meI`ll still be on a hunt trying to snatch this currencyPutting my peeps on while friends turn fakeThey get pissed thinking I be in Switzerland checking some real estateDropping LPs every yearSomewhere in a mansion with a butler named Vincent Jeffrey BelvadereI`m rareBut, rappers ain`t trying to hearThe reason why their girl freestyled her number in my earIt`s my year, son, and I ain`t trying to slipI`m trying to collect props and get not(?) to stretch money clipsHoney-dipsI keep `em on like low endSo, f five-oIllegal, so we don`t got to go thereIt`s so unfairHow I do wack crews shadyThey want to be next upTheir style sucks like a new babyThey can`t faze meMics and man fusionBeats I keep bruisingDo your thing and keep movingchorus(repeat twice)

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Move Ya Body

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