Shyheim - Move It Over Here lyrics

(feat. Pop Da Brown Hornet) [sample] That's a big bad motherf**a comin your way [Intro: Shyheim (Pop Da Brown Hornet)] One two one two one two one two (Hey yo Shyheim wa**up baby There be a lot of shorties out here rockin the mic For like one or two singles but they don't keep comin at em baby You got to come non-stop like consecutive blows to the head dome Gotta keep em movin non-stop, gotta keep em movin, that's all I got to tell You Just keep em movin) [Shyheim] Hey yo what's goin on Nowadays brothers keep testin me Tryin to get me open and take out the best of me They pull up rough, get snuffed, and then bust When I kick that old underground funk stuff That's comin atcha, better run from the rapture Before I gat'cha I'm buckin shots atcha Buck-buck-buck means you punks better duck Kid you're outta luck, try to flip you get stuck By the Wu-Tang sword, oh lord you shoulda bucked south I'm spittin out on brothers straight from my mouth You just been ripped now watch your blood drip Right down your lip and then I'm ghost in my whip Take a sip I'm the candyman, I got sweets For all the sweet MCs that fake funk in the streets [Sample (Pop Da Brown Hornet)] Gotta move it over here (Yo keep em movin Shy) Gotta move it over here (Gots to keep em movin baby) Gotta move it over here (Non-stop, non-stop like this) Gotta move it over here (Yo I said I wasn't gonna say no more but I got a little bit more to say) Gotta move it over here (Shyheim you gotta keep em movin baby gotta keep em movin) Gotta move it over here (They can't f** with you) [Shyheim] Up comes a shorty, sneaky one Armed with the loaded gun, sh**'s on lock til I'm done Bad little ba*tard I'm a rugged child cla**ic How could you ask it when you know that I rips it Check how the Shy flips his tongue like a pro Fifteen years old with nuff sk**s to flow Props, damn right kid, you know I got lots If rockin hip-hop was a crime call the cops Become a wanted man who was forced to be a fugitive A shorty outta Shaolin Isle with somethin new to give You wanna hear it? It goes a little somethin like this The Wu-Tang click is comin thick If I must be the setter then I'ma have to set it Forget it, that's your last buck don't even bet it If it's rough then it's right and I'm never goin left I'm not a comedy but my jams pack mad def My napsack's full with mad goodies My click keeps a low profile with black hoodies You wanna see me flop, well how can you figure Cause bein rough and rugged's doin well for a n***a [Sample (Pop Da Brown Hornet)] Gotta move it over here (Yo over here Shy) Gotta move it over here (Yo move em over here Shy) Gotta move it over here (Yo I don't care where you move em just keep em movin) Gotta move it over here (That's all I want you to do baby, hah) [Shyheim] Back in the flesh it's the wanna get buckwild From Staten Isle it's the return of the rugged child I'm no pimp but I walk with a slick limp And I catch a dunk off the funk like Shawn Kemp I be the beat of the rugged rhyme freaker To blow out your speaker, got more soul than sneakers I swing the parties with the tunes that I hit, many bit But then I zipped up that lip quick I keep it smashed when they dash for my cash they get blast And slapped on that a** real fast I'm supposed to be the best when they flex Don't get vexed, just put that mess right to rest I'm an enemy cause my style is not public Don't dub it cause my flow is masteredly rugged [Sample (Pop Da Brown Hornet)] Gotta move it over here (Yo when I hear this jam right here I know Shy is tellin me keep em movin) Gotta move it over here (That means if I gotta pull a biscuit out your head and tell you) Gotta move it over here (To get off the wall that's what I'ma tell ya) Gotta move it over here (Cause he's comin hardcore for ya, unh unh) Gotta move it over here (Yo keep em movin Shy) Gotta move it over here (Yo like over here Shy) Gotta move it over here (Yo, yo keep em movin Shy) Gotta move it over here (Yo keep em movin yo, yo keep em movin)