Move Somethin' Lyrics - Reflection Eternal - Dj Hi-tek

C'mon c'mon ya ya ya ya ya 

Get 'em up, get 'em up what 

Get 'em up, get 'em up what 

Get 'em up, get 'em up what 

Yo, yo, yo 

What's with the melodrama? 

Fella's wanna hover in my cypher like a helicopter 

Like it's a special honor 

The stealth bomba, gem droppa 

Make the ghetto holla, inter-conta-nental 

Takin you high like sky divers 

When we spark with live wires 

Original, cavemen quest for my fire 

Express my desire to drop this new shit 

These record executives keep tellin me y'all stupid 

Now if they right, shut the fuck up! 

Revolutionaries throw your guns up 

Whether you a bourgeois broad who actin stuck up 

Or some ignorant thug motherfucker shootin the club up 

We gonna make y'all feel this, break y'all spirit 

If y'all fake that realness, word we bringin it 

Ringin it in from the new millenuim to way after that 

I call these cats reynolds cuz they plastic wrap 

Kill all the yappin lets make it happen 

You cats ain't real, you just a re-enactment 

Better yet, dramatization 

Soon as the director say action you start fakin 

I start breakin 

The whole joint start shakin 

This ain't the time or place for you to prove something 

Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'! 

Move somethin' (move somthin) 

Move somethin' (move somthin) 

Move somethin' (move somthin) 

Move somethin' (move somthin) 

To be continued 

Lets see what's next up on the menu run up in you 

Lyrics that be fuckin with you 

In the mental, pick any mental, instru, funda, detri 

Extra extra large like the borough of brooklyn the residential 

Exi-stential-ist specialist 

Like sly stone wit my poem and fly song 

Ride along with cats who live great and die strong, word 

We gonna rock till nothin else matters 

Y'all catch bodies, we catch excellent cadavers 

Your next of kin an' shatter stories splattered in the tabloids 

Erase your trace like your cotton mouth and we pepperment altoids 

Step in the high reppin the spot called flatbush 

Whether rappers or actors you still feel the gat bust 

The abstract then becomes the reality 

Alcoholics like to call it the moment of clarity 

Kill all the yappin lets make it happen 

You cats ain't real, you just a re-enactment 

Better yet, dramatization 

Soon as the director say action you start fakin 

I start breakin 

The whole joint start shakin 

This ain't the time or place for you to prove something 

Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'! 

Move somethin' (move somthin) 

Move somethin' (move somthin) 

Move somethin' (move somthin) 

Move somethin' (move somthin)