[Verse One]
Yo, a picture's worth a thousand words
My scriptures hurt a thousand herbs
Some say I got nerve
I'm just giving these punks that they deserve
First come, first serve
Mics will not be needed it's strategic
Force feed it like bulimics
Then throw up verbals when convenient
Read it and repeat it as you get cheated and mistreated
Kinda conceited when weeded, gotta see it to believe it
So be it and beat it
Nice try wise guy
While I spitting like 187's and drive by's
I got nine lives
Run through you like White Castle appetizers
A lover and fighter
Your own mama won't recognize ya
Look in the eye of the tiger quicker than Knight Rider
Line for line, got you moving side to side like typewriters
[Hook]
To all my peoples in the club party all night long
And move it in, move it out, move it up, move it on
To the ladies and gents that be diggin' this song
Just move it in, move it out, move it up, move it on
{Verse Two]
My Camp style of living
Seems to be unforgiven
Older
Only listen if you're on survival missions
My physical form be running through street collisions
The mind be master plan to pull off blowing decisions
Max be strapping case of Top Gun collisions
Possessing talks between the walls, leaving jakes to listen
They'd rather capture me with the gat that burst like nitroglycerin
Obtain the wild life [?] while you're pissing
Commence to representing demolition
Our fame must carry on tradition, live in the mix and
A fortune teller
You know the life of a thug dweller
And if I'm dead I'm catching visits at the gla** cellar
I lay my head down to sleep it's time to wish again
Clutch eleven keys be heading out toward Michigan
The world, financially costing
Rather be blown, lost in than forced in
[Hook]
To all my peeps in the club party all night long
And move it in, move it out, move it up, move it on
To the ladies and gents that be diggin' this song
Just move it in, move it out, move it up, move it on
Do what you gotta do for the cash, you ain't wrong
Move it in, move it out, move it up, move it on
Take that stress off your mind son cause life goes on
And move it in, out, move it out
[Verse Three]
Let's bring truth to the light n***a
And can the gimmicks like goya
Now to the foes that approach, force fields my aura
I'm from a place son
D.L. lack of fear
Some infiltrate and underestimate then drop like tears
And when yo' time is near you probably won't be aware
Then I'll appear
You won't bare the sight once the smoke clear
Nobody do it like this
Swinging bolos at your dome that can't miss
Formulate the mad phat flows on the regular
Weak MC's they get zapped like a cellular
Man I'm telling ya
We smelling the bullsh** some MC's kicking
While my flows stay clicking like bad transmission
Check the method of my diction
Reinstated raw hip hop
Kid, not to mention
Derelect Camp only deal with non-fiction
[Hook]
[Verse Four]
Who wanna battle?
Bring on any contestant
Be saying mad sh**
I think I need a breath mint
Situations get hectic
Cheese synthetic, dead it, your credit
You way past pathetic, set it when you least expect it
Raw metaphors
Got you open like sores
Abstract to hard core as I start the world war
Thrown out of position for flipping
My intuition leads me to another mission
Technician head splitting
Very soul of perfection
Put an end to your profession
Without a question, who you testing?
Ga**ed by the fuel injection
Hip hop's my destiny, complexity's a necessity
Face jeopardy stepping to me
Now your man's just a memory
You not brave
When engage I engrave my name in any sound wave
Crews get played like spades
My phrase it sprays
Son you hit by strays
Paranoid from the graze
True hip hop unto the grave
[Hook]