Madd Kapp - Makin Moves lyrics

{*19 seconds of ad lib to start*} [Madd Kapp] I came, I saw, I conquered 'em all I experienced life in the rawest of raw And I'm not gon' be another name on the flyer f** a free show, that ain't even worth my while You a sh**ty sixteen, I'm a album k**er I'm the hottest, I put that on my Grandma Willa You need a bite of some onion and a shot of some hot sauce If you're speakin in a feminine voice then fu*k OFF~! I'm Kapp man, all by myself on the hill You a image, and I'm the real deal with sk**s And I can smell them millions waitin for daddy And I'll gladly, start a forest fire, get at me This is, style rippin like you never heard kids So don't be actin like you never heard my sh** It's Madd Kapp in the building b**h - ooh ooh! And you an undercover fan, go on admit that sh** [Chorus: repeat 2X] I'm makin moves, cause I ain't got nuttin to lose Down to my last t-shirt, last pair of shoes And I'm starvin like a muh'f**er out on the grind I'm the first one to wake, first out to get mine [Madd Kapp] Respect the methods of minds that's greater True gangsters, be the ones that get that weightup Squeaky clean, even though the dirt's in route I never touched it, I never even left my house I was recordin when that particular sh** transpired I was drunk, celebratin that I was still alive Unbelievable what all you motherf**ers will test You never seen a motherf**er backflip in a vest Then step, and get the hell up out of my aura Before I floor ya, welcome to the new rap order It's the sciency Southwest faculty Makin moves, all of y'all bow on bend knees We lockin the game up, cuttin off your rep You disrespect, get your deuce pencil to neck It's not a game nephew, from the burbs to the projects It's the truth, and I'm lookin to sign prospects [Chorus] [Madd Kapp] Hate man to man, D got my back yo Guns blazin, pipe bombs blast the dough Real street sh**, muh'f**ers scrapin the curb Hangin out of car windows, called fiendin to burbs Steel nerves, ice all in they veins and sh** We ain't f**in wit ch'all, this is live or die b**h I hear the rumors 'bout settin me up A bunch of gay motherf**ers tryin to talk so tough You ain't sh** without 8 men standin behind you Try to f** with me too much and they won't find you man I don't know if you heard or not A lot of a**holes speakin soft done got shot f** a fantasy, if anybody seen your face You won't make it, disappear without any trace We can act like adults up under the same roof If not, allakazaam, alakaPOOF [Chorus] Makin moves {*echoes*}