Move

Lyrics

[Intro] Alright, Ill Al and Jase When I tell y'all to move, just move So we gonna do it like this Yeah, we're gonna do it like this When I tell y'all to move, move [Verse 1] Right, left, right, left Illy comin' out the speakers in high def Motherfuckers better not rest As long as I'm posin' a threat, it's the home o' the best Melbourne, it ain't nothin' less Know that I'm keepin' it fresh Nah, it don't get no better than this here, dude When I tеll y'all to move, move Right, left, right, lеft One, two, one, two, microphone check I got a cold bottle and a full deck I'm not a role model, not a fool, next Up, we got the right sound Illy and Jase get to puttin' your lights out It ain't no time for a timeout It's goin' down and it's goin' down right now [Post-Verse] Right, left, right, left Oh, shit One, two When I tell y'all to move, move [Verse 2] Right to the left to the right to the left Get the fuck up Melbourne, this hype as it gets Anybody tryin' to step Gon' be in for a fight to the death Man, we match to the beat o' our own drum We don't take that shit off o' no one And when we're all united, we can't lose When I tell y'all to move, move Right, left, right, left Bounce around like you're high, yup Let me take you for a ride, yup Ready, set, go and the very next [?] Got it smashin' with Jase producin' Fuellin' the musical revolution And it's more than hip-hop, it's more than the tunes When I tell y'all to move, move [Post-Verse 2] Right, left, right, left All G, let me cool it out for a sec Alright, that's enough, bring that bass in effect [Verse 3] If my mates ain't here, they surfin' Radio still got the nerve to call my shit urban Fuck them, if y'all got a clue When I tell y'all to move, you'll move Right, left, right, left And keep on movin' and don't you stop You know the flow's too hot To be chilled out or coolin' off Man, we truly rock You ain't gotta know my name but you know who we not No metrosexual type o' dudes When I tell y'all to move, move [Outro] Yeah, shoutouts to the Crooked Eye fam (Move, move, move, move, Crooked Eye) Shoutouts to BBS (BBS) Frankston line, Melbourne City (Yeah, Frankston line) Shoutouts to Jase Unknown, Beat Camp (Unknown) DJ Severe, MC Misery ([?]) Obese Records (Yeah) Every dude cheerin' at a Aus hip-hop show (You, out there, thank you) So keep an eye out for new Ill Al (Ill Al) Phrase and Jackson Jackson material (Phrase, Jackson Jackson) In two-thousand-and-seven (Crooked Eye) Peace, it's Illy