Lyrics: Kortez Marion/Jarred Douglas/Jarrel Lowman/Emile Vincent
Music: Gavin Carvell Cotton
Somebody better tell them niggas, (Keep it movin
They don't know, (Keep it movin)
It's Clear Soul, (Keep it movin)
Toe to toe, (Keep it movin)
(Just keep it movin, aw just keep it movin, just keep it movin, aw just keep it movin)
Gold diggers, (Keep it movin)
Law officials, (Keep it movin)
Non-believers, (Keep it movin)
Baby momma's, (Keep it movin)
(Just keep it movin, aw just keep it movin, just keep it movin, aw just keep it movin)
Key in the ignition, bout' to ride the beat
Third CD, fire for that ass like a heated seat
Live from, the Motor man, you know the name
And we swerving into your lane get out the way
Beep beep, hey hey
This that hit like melee
A sharper image to Peter Parker that's one for JJ
If my job [?] and
Mayday, keep it movin, you schooling fish filet
I meant two fish fill it
My words they impute genius
Genius who rose above the ashes, the ingrained phoenix
We in, go in, til the day my daughter really rich
Even though her mother lame as shit and always talking shit (wack
Suck it up, sucks watch your ex make it on the scene
Success, rub it in your face, get some Maybelline
Gazerbeam, wash it off
But Sizzle never drying off
We shoot em keep it moving
We get cracking like a mazel tov
And you the wanted bruh, son of Scott Summers
That's Cable
Not on that shit cause we don't have a labe
No fabels
That's why they never spin that like a dreidel
Fatal, Cain and Azel
Master chief on that halo
Shotgun a spartan laser prepare to g-guard your navel
Can't wait until your book is pitched, we better be your payroll
Hold up and let me stop it cause of a flashing (uh-uh, uh)
Perry Allen, he like the teeth on dragons
No diss DC, except the Complex is where magic happens
Nameless, keep on making heat and we just keep on rapping
Somebody better tell them niggas, (Keep it movin
They don't know, (Keep it movin)
It's Clear Soul, (Keep it movin)
Toe to toe, (Keep it movin)
(Just keep it movin, aw just keep it movin, just keep it movin, aw just keep it movin)
Gold diggers, (Keep it movin)
Law officials, (Keep it movin)
Non-believers, (Keep it movin)
Baby momma's, (Keep it movin)
(Just keep it movin, aw just keep it movin, just keep it movin, aw just keep it movin)
(***** back off)
I'm drunk, high, and I'm wasted
(Bout to blast off)
No time for the fake shit
(Better get lost)
This beat just get to t****ing
And we get to head hunting
For any nigga that want i
shit we done ran the gauntlet
Up up out of the moshpit, slums
You either hoop, bust flows, or in the streets, shit
Then people switch, one minute they give you dap
Then they snatch away they hand cause they can't understand your raps
**** that, judmental, fickle, bitter as a pickle as
Backstab, snake grass, light it, hit the blunt, pass
One time, mother**** the One Tim
They just locking niggas up, using up electron
We bomb, Detroit
We ride, destroy
We bomb, Detroit
We ride, destroy
Abuse substance, welcome to Hell's kitchen
Devil's palm audio, dream chase cardio
Only the beginning
We done been to rock bottom
And came out on top like kicking out of The Rock's finisher
Our state of mind global, you could rule the city
Verbal black belt body your wordplay sensei
Bitch, enter the dragon when I'm spazzin
Engaging in Mortal Kombat with half of them is inadequate
Four headed monster, welcome to the roster
Where you see rappers, we see food, Red Lobster
Be a main course, your favorite rapper's the cheese biscuit appetizer
Kicking your ass in a pair of these Pippins
****ing, who's in your Top Four? We hunt yours
Spoken word hard as rock, welcome to Rap Rushmore
People closest to me be doubting behind my back
Like "your brother got a good job, bitch why you trying to rap?
"Grow up, get a job", what I wanna work at Kroger for?
God's gift, manifest destiny with my vocal chords
**** it what, get em up
Describe our sound, real as ****
**** it what, get em up
Describe our sound, real as ****