Muuvon

Lyrics

[Chorus] Gotta be patient, gotta be calm Just keep pacin' and move on Gotta be patient, gotta be calm Just keep pacin' and move on [Verse 1] Yo, gimme some of that - Some of what? Some of that Over there, yeah who? Takbir The one that makes you bump when it ain't hop enough Don't trip, Tiger Legs, move your waist, put 'em up With the bump and the Mickey's club, freakin' Aeon Flux In a black tux, so back up, Tiger Chan, damn In the jam or in the flow, 90 degrees With the Three's Company afro, crack the Newcastle When it's down to the wire and I'm ready to grab Pissed off enough with no other way to react Another sense rap said to block the thought process Dressin' the bid on my concious Complex, gotta get dentures, my game face, in the same place Wore my hat back, Ryu on my nameplate Never waste, valuable brainspace, or thang chase Chill, with the battle drill, that'll kill, change pace [Verse 2] Just keep pacin, and move on With the time tickin', deadline waitin' to sneak I got a million and one things to do in the week With the time tickin', deadline waitin' to sneak I got a million and one things to do in the week Besides doin' the freak, I'm two deep in the Jeep With the junkyard crew, gettin' somethin' to eat We lose sleep to pay dues at two dollar venues Ten dudes, one tomboy, with attitudes That refuse to have fun, but I don't give a- These sparks runnin' through the hands, up for $20 That's a little too much, to even toss in the back Especially when you broke, livin' off the scratch You see, it all comes down to the love for music Short fuse, determinin' how well we use it Guess who steps in the saloon with the platoon Of forty-five caliber bass cannon kabooms? Mechanical cartoon cocoons found to bust To mute the crowd fuse the move ruins the crush Plus detonator cordless mics are clutched Fingertips tight around the invisible paintbrush To the dawn of Egyptian musk, face the style War trilogy way beyond "Spies Like Us" just [Chorus] Gotta be patient, gotta be calm Just keep pacin' and move on Gotta be patient, gotta be calm Just keep pacin' and move on [Verse 3] Yo, I grab the rhythm by the waist and shake my own sound Droppin it with every throw, but my actions tango Feelin' the melodic remedy of a narcotic Dancefloor cuisine, wanna? - Yeah, you got it My ? allowed knows how we get down To these audio effects, burn a hole in the ground With the time tickin, deadline waitin' to sneak I got a million and one things to do in the week With the time tickin' deadline waitin' to sneak I got a million and one things to do in the week Besides doin' the freak, I got two in the Jeep Half black Thai in the back, Jew in the front seat Pumpin' loud beats, hit harder than concrete Calm before tropical storm, Chan can bomb peeps What the plan - what the deal If I can - then I will Flowin' like grass with the mass appeal What the plan - I'mma chill Why man, you feelin' ill? Stop actin' like a bitch and take an Advil It's a plan Yo man, you goin out or what? Yeah give me five minutes and I'll meet you in the truck [Chorus] Gotta be patient, gotta be calm Just keep pacin' and move on Gotta be patient, gotta be calm Just keep pacin' and move on Gotta be patient, gotta be calm Just keep pacin' and move on Gotta be patient, gotta be calm Just keep pacin' and move on