Testo Move - Kool Keith
Testo della canzone Move (Kool Keith), tratta dall'album Lost Masters Volume 2
Yes, aww yeah
Navigation defect
Boost out the maximum motherfuckin' power
X-ray log intruder, what's the control?
Digit number, leave the three
General justice, piss in your Tosh system
Neon light shine, glow in the dark
Urination, wet up the computer
Over search, cosmic sensational
Watch your bitch squat
Stewardess move they thongs off
Who that captain up front?
Watch who the kid
Counteract, takin' shit in the cockpit
Under Armour roamer with the dark pit
Don't let me bounce like
You know, catch a clock with
Yeah, people jock shit
My pen control the forces
My stamina burn your sources
Move, get out
Run for cover, break out
Call your mother, stop talkin'
Don't come in the area
Bomb terrible, lose your mind
Count your blessings, this is mental
Move, get out
Run for cover, break out
Call your mother, stop talkin'
Don't come in the area
Bomb terrible, lose your mind
Count your blessings, this is mental
Yeah, the song repeat, the public complain
Every jam is wack, the piss
Comin' on the number ten station
The number one nation
Shit turds on BDS Benz like Casey Kasem
Hand y'all the records
Shove all that bullshit up your asshole
Local bastard with upset stomach who barely fart gold
I'm new Hot 9, old release the scud missile
Shit in the toilet tissue, defecation is the issue
My dick rise up in the condom with elevation
I make money like you hustle
My way, I fly planes, bitch, like you, you and you
Open your fuckin' package, ground delivery
FedEx KFC bucket full of horse shit
The farm send you motherfuckers to turtles
I give you doo-doo, kidnap with voodoo
Hold your diarrhea blast
Come straight forth, bitch, cock your ass
Chocolate brown cover your white poodle
Fuck you, shove the bullshit playlist up your booboo
Plastic ass nigga, you ain't accurate, ass nigga
That clown ass builder be sidetracked, he get sidetracked
Lick dick fast, nigga, cut grease
Twelve inches fucked up, Mark, turn that shit off
They suck, play me when you get that grey beard
I don't give a fuck
Move, get out
Run for cover, break out
Call your mother, stop talkin'
Don't come in the area
Bomb terrible, lose your mind
Count your blessings, this is mental
Move, get out
Run for cover, break out
Call your mother, stop talkin'
Don't come in the area
Bomb terrible, lose your mind
Count your blessings, this is mental
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Thornton, Marc Giveand
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