Make A Move

Make A Move Lyrics

Song	Make A Move
Artist	Cypress Hill
Album	Original Album Classics
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	Ezekial 25：17
	'the path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities
	Of
	The selfish and the tyranny of evil men.　blessed is he, who in the name
	Of
	Charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of
	Darkness,
	For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children.
	And
	I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger,
	Those
	Who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers.　and you will know my
	Name is
	The lord, when i lay my vengeance upon thee!'
	[shots fired]
	Smokin' mc's like a bowl of buddha
	Burnin' in my bong now
	You don't want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees
	You'll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
	Move it out, just move it on out, no doubt
	We the number one crew
	Kickin' more gas niggas out the house
	Puttin' up an argument, just don't bother
	`cause i'll whoop that ass just like i'm your father
	Take heed to the master's call yes y'all
	(bring your cell-phone cause i fade them all)
	Bullets fly
	But they don't give a fuck about who dies
	When you're in the middle of the fuckin'
	No question, confrontation
	Nowhere to run from the assassination
	Let the rain come down
	Whoops there goes another body on the ground
	Watch out for g hound
	It's the undisputed cypress family
	Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilly
	Growin' inside your mind like a tumour
	Spreading in your head like a rumor
	Venomous!
	I'm from the underground, i take care of business
	What the fuck is this?
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out! move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Suckas come in all shapes sizes and colors
	Let me get the rope
	And hang `em `till their fuckin' necks broke
	Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe
	Let me give you what you need
	A fat dose of the good weed
	Like a puppet on a string
	I'm the one controlling your ass
	With the rough shit here to bring
	My army grows like the buddha i sold ya
	Every seed planted is another fuckin' soldier
	Like the `coup d'etate'
	Now ya are in the middle of the ambush
	Stuck in your car
	They can't find ya
	At the bottom of the lake
	Let me remind ya
	You better be lookin' behind ya
	It's too late, ain't no one standin' here
	Hallucination, bees hummin' in your ear
	Paranoia, dwelling to your dome piece
	Increase, the level of the terror that move ceased
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out! move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Come on
	Open up the doors for the high funk buddha
	With the light point the dick can die
	Rolling with the six shooter
	Thirty-eight
	Still shootin' real straight
	Lookin' for the buster that i must eliminate
	No surprise
	As the inches demise
	Let the four flow
	As i look him right in the eyes
	And rip these niggas in half
	With the (fabergraph)
	They can't find a path
	I like the aftermath
	Still i reign the sect we remain
	The big bad cypress hill, fuckin' niggas up again
	When i aim i'm scopin' for your brain
	Brother stay low, cross-hairs break you up the frame
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	Move `em out!　move `em on out!　move `em out!
	'ahh, now that the mind is open so one can clearly see what they clearly
	Don't want you to see.　 but it's obvious, isn't it my brother?　get the
	Smoke from in the front of your eyes, got to realize, anybody don't like

	Ezekial 25: 17
	' the path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities
	Of
	The selfish and the tyranny of evil men.　 blessed is he, who in the name
	Of
	Charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of
	Darkness,
	For he is truly his brother' s keeper and the finder of lost children.
	And
	I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger,
	Those
	Who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers.　 and you will know my
	Name is
	The lord, when i lay my vengeance upon thee!'
	shots fired
	Smokin' mc' s like a bowl of buddha
	Burnin' in my bong now
	You don' t want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees
	You' ll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
	Move it out, just move it on out, no doubt
	We the number one crew
	Kickin' more gas niggas out the house
	Puttin' up an argument, just don' t bother
	cause i' ll whoop that ass just like i' m your father
	Take heed to the master' s call yes y' all
	bring your cellphone cause i fade them all
	Bullets fly
	But they don' t give a fuck about who dies
	When you' re in the middle of the fuckin'
	No question, confrontation
	Nowhere to run from the assassination
	Let the rain come down
	Whoops there goes another body on the ground
	Watch out for g hound
	It' s the undisputed cypress family
	Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilly
	Growin' inside your mind like a tumour
	Spreading in your head like a rumor
	Venomous!
	I' m from the underground, i take care of business
	What the fuck is this?
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out! move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Suckas come in all shapes sizes and colors
	Let me get the rope
	And hang em till their fuckin' necks broke
	Wind passage cut off, now you can' t breathe
	Let me give you what you need
	A fat dose of the good weed
	Like a puppet on a string
	I' m the one controlling your ass
	With the rough shit here to bring
	My army grows like the buddha i sold ya
	Every seed planted is another fuckin' soldier
	Like the coup d' etate'
	Now ya are in the middle of the ambush
	Stuck in your car
	They can' t find ya
	At the bottom of the lake
	Let me remind ya
	You better be lookin' behind ya
	It' s too late, ain' t no one standin' here
	Hallucination, bees hummin' in your ear
	Paranoia, dwelling to your dome piece
	Increase, the level of the terror that move ceased
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out! move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Come on
	Open up the doors for the high funk buddha
	With the light point the dick can die
	Rolling with the six shooter
	Thirtyeight
	Still shootin' real straight
	Lookin' for the buster that i must eliminate
	No surprise
	As the inches demise
	Let the four flow
	As i look him right in the eyes
	And rip these niggas in half
	With the fabergraph
	They can' t find a path
	I like the aftermath
	Still i reign the sect we remain
	The big bad cypress hill, fuckin' niggas up again
	When i aim i' m scopin' for your brain
	Brother stay low, crosshairs break you up the frame
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	' ahh, now that the mind is open so one can clearly see what they clearly
	Don' t want you to see.　 but it' s obvious, isn' t it my brother?　 get the
	Smoke from in the front of your eyes, got to realize, anybody don' t like

	Ezekial 25: 17
	' the path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities
	Of
	The selfish and the tyranny of evil men.　 blessed is he, who in the name
	Of
	Charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of
	Darkness,
	For he is truly his brother' s keeper and the finder of lost children.
	And
	I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger,
	Those
	Who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers.　 and you will know my
	Name is
	The lord, when i lay my vengeance upon thee!'
	shots fired
	Smokin' mc' s like a bowl of buddha
	Burnin' in my bong now
	You don' t want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees
	You' ll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
	Move it out, just move it on out, no doubt
	We the number one crew
	Kickin' more gas niggas out the house
	Puttin' up an argument, just don' t bother
	cause i' ll whoop that ass just like i' m your father
	Take heed to the master' s call yes y' all
	bring your cellphone cause i fade them all
	Bullets fly
	But they don' t give a fuck about who dies
	When you' re in the middle of the fuckin'
	No question, confrontation
	Nowhere to run from the assassination
	Let the rain come down
	Whoops there goes another body on the ground
	Watch out for g hound
	It' s the undisputed cypress family
	Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilly
	Growin' inside your mind like a tumour
	Spreading in your head like a rumor
	Venomous!
	I' m from the underground, i take care of business
	What the fuck is this?
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out! move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Suckas come in all shapes sizes and colors
	Let me get the rope
	And hang em till their fuckin' necks broke
	Wind passage cut off, now you can' t breathe
	Let me give you what you need
	A fat dose of the good weed
	Like a puppet on a string
	I' m the one controlling your ass
	With the rough shit here to bring
	My army grows like the buddha i sold ya
	Every seed planted is another fuckin' soldier
	Like the coup d' etate'
	Now ya are in the middle of the ambush
	Stuck in your car
	They can' t find ya
	At the bottom of the lake
	Let me remind ya
	You better be lookin' behind ya
	It' s too late, ain' t no one standin' here
	Hallucination, bees hummin' in your ear
	Paranoia, dwelling to your dome piece
	Increase, the level of the terror that move ceased
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out! move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
	Come on
	Open up the doors for the high funk buddha
	With the light point the dick can die
	Rolling with the six shooter
	Thirtyeight
	Still shootin' real straight
	Lookin' for the buster that i must eliminate
	No surprise
	As the inches demise
	Let the four flow
	As i look him right in the eyes
	And rip these niggas in half
	With the fabergraph
	They can' t find a path
	I like the aftermath
	Still i reign the sect we remain
	The big bad cypress hill, fuckin' niggas up again
	When i aim i' m scopin' for your brain
	Brother stay low, crosshairs break you up the frame
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	Move em out!　 move em on out!　 move em out!
	' ahh, now that the mind is open so one can clearly see what they clearly
	Don' t want you to see.　 but it' s obvious, isn' t it my brother?　 get the
	Smoke from in the front of your eyes, got to realize, anybody don' t like

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