Moving Up Lyrics

Moving Up lyrics

[keith cook]
hmmm...
yoou-hoou
yeah..

For so long that things
have been out of my reach,
but now I've learned the game and I'm playing for
keeps,
yoou-hooou

yoou hooou

[Vinni]
It's the philosophies
of possible cheese,
let's get some profit's from these
prophecies,
swapping some g's for DVD's, oversees properties,
making sure
the vocals dropping on the keys properly,
get it popping in this
monopoly,
nobody stopping me, cause my mission is set,
ain't got no
listeners yet,
peep the ignition, cannabis in effect,
missing respect, my
position is set, and the conditions reflect
my coalitions when we piss on
cassettes,
yo I ain't dissing but yo're slack, folks are falling for
crap,
you can't be serious, you call that rap? Sure that's fat?
I bought
it but I brought it back, I can't afford a supporter-cap,
run recorders till
the mortar cracks, making daugters clap,
game like a quarterback, with
portable facts,
Vagabond in orbital laps, absorbing the map,
we moving
till we on top
getting my shit from the pawn shop
as soon as this fucking
song drops.

Refreng:
[keith cook]
and we're moving on up, it's our
time to shine,
blasting J's in your face and we pass it round,
now I know
you're hating on me though
who knew that we was bout the dough for
show
I'm like a wolf among sheep, it's on me I'm hungry
stepping on hands
and toes pardon me baby,
gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though,
why
me? coz only big dogs can roll.

[kleen cut]
You're like an old can of
coke, buzz already dead.
Kleen Cut, Paperboys, and it's over your head.
We
fuck making noise, live for dough.
Do a free show? How I gon supply my
ho?
She is high maitainence, I got five fake friends
talking all nice,
but they don't make sense,
I've never seen your face, but you wanna shake
hands
it's all good, got nothing but love for fans.
Y'all like beast, use
roars and growls, forcing howls.
Kleen Cut never caused a fowl,
get strict
saying fuck you's with nouns and vowels.
Never loose, so I don't need
towels.
I don't fold I'm pleased to say,
get home write rhymes that seems
to pay.
You know the shit's over when you hear that sound. *huh huh*
We
moving up and you just went down.

Refreng:
[keith cook &
Vinni]
we're moving on up, it's our time to shine,
blasting J's in your
face and we pass it round,
now I know you're hating on me though
who knew
that we was bout the dough for show
I'm like a wolf among sheep, it's on me
I'm hungry
stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby,
gotta eat, I feel
you hating on me though,
why me? coz only big dogs can roll.

[kleen
cut]
Ey yo, thinking may hurt, don't do to much of it.
I'm Kleen Cut,
that's who you fucking with.
Crunk it up, Y'all know y'all loving it.
You
know what? What you got, you're struck with it.
Yeah, you ain't gon change at
all,
while I just got better, new name and all:
they call me sharpshooter,
Kleen-Eastwood, J-letter.
Nice flow, who the fuck sounds
better?

[Vinni]
Shit I'm spelling to cross elements, yelling like
lost elephants,
sell'em some force, tell'em of course we floss
elegance,
meddle with boss-pelicans, secret intelligence
and I dwell on
my tours relevance, creeping through settlements,
and I'm peeping on
sleeping residents, wake'em up
whoever's fronting, tape him shut,
keep'em
jumping, show them how to make a cut.
These haters are fake as fuck, got no
problem burning my bridges,
they better chill before we turn'em
religious,
I ain't earning no digits, ain't a happy man, still I'm making it
happen
the capitan, killing tracks in front of clapping fans,
rappers like
a factory brand, we ship'em back to Japan,
they can't fuck with this
immaculate scam!

Refreng:
[keith cook & Vinni]
we're moving on
up, it's our time to shine,
blasting J's in your face and we pass it
round,
now I know you're hating on me though
who knew that we was bout
the dough for show
I'm like a wolf among sheep, it's on me I'm
hungry
stepping on hands and toes pardon me baby,
gotta eat, I feel you
hating on me though,
why me? coz only big dogs can
roll.

Refreng:
[keith cook & Vinni]
we're moving on up, it's
our time to shine,
blasting J's in your face and we pass it round,
now I
know you're hating on me though
who knew that we was bout the dough for
show
I'm like a wolf among sheep, it's on me I'm hungry
stepping on hands
and toes pardon me baby,
gotta eat, I feel you hating on me though,
why
me? coz only big dogs can roll.

unknown: siste verset?
unknown: ja,
alle skulle være med på siste verset, ja.
unknown: hmm hmm
unknown:
what's enough!

JayJay: Shit man, I don't know what the fuck we just
listened to,
but that was lot of bullshit, luckily I got the new
paperboys-tape.
You know what this is? I don't even know what it's
called,
but man it's funk and fresh to the flesh! Live and direct on
your
radio, this is Jimmy Jupiter, check out paperboys! Paperboys!