[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]