Make a Move

Song Make a Move
Artist Cypress Hill
Album Cypress Hill III: Temples of Boom

Lyrics

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

Pinyin

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