Cypress Hill MAKE A MOVE Lyrics

Ezekial 25:17

"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men.

Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children.

And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger, those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers.

AND YOU WILL KNOW MY NAME IS THE LORD, WHEN I LAY MY VENGEANCE UPON THEE!"

[Shots fired]

Smokin' MC's like a bowl of Buddha
Burnin' in my bong NOW
You don't want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees
You'll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
Move it out, just move it on out, no doubt
We the number one crew
Kickin' mark a__ n____s out the house
Puttin' up an argument, just don't bother
'Cause I'll whoop that a__ just like I'm your father

Take heed to the master's call yes y'all
(Break yourself fool cause I fade them all)
Bullets fly
But they don't give a f___ about who dies
When you're in the middle of the buckin'
No question, confrontation
Nowhere to run from the a__assination
Let the rain come down
Whoops there goes another body on the ground
Watch out for G hound
It's the undisputed Cypress family
Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilly
Growin' inside your mind like a tumour
Spreading in your head like a rumor
Venomous!
I'm from the underground, I take care of business
What the f___ is this?

Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!

Suckas come in all shapes sizes and colors
Let me get the rope
And hang 'em 'till their f___in' necks broke
Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe
Let me give you what you need
A fat dose of the good weed
Like a puppet on a string
I'm the one controlling your a__
With the rough s___ here to bring
My army grows like the buddha I sold ya
Every seed planted is another f___in' soldier
Like the 'coup d'etate'
Now ya are in the middle of the ambush
Stuck in your car
They can't find ya
At the bottom of the lake
Let me remind ya
You better be lookin' behind ya
It's too late, ain't no one standin' here
Hallucination, bees hummin' in your ear
Paranoia, dwelling to your dome piece
Increase, the level of the terror that won't ceased

Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!

Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move

Come on
Open up the doors for the high funk buddha
With the light point the d___ can die
Rolling with the six shooter
Thirty-eight
Still shootin' real straight
Lookin' for the buster that I must eliminate
No surprise
As the inches demise
Let the four flow
As I look him right in the eyes
And rip these n____s in half
With the paragraph
They can't find a path
I like the aftermath
Still I reign the set we remain
The big bad Cypress Hill, f___in' n____s up again
When I aim I'm scopin' for your brain
Brother stay low, cross-hairs break you up the frame

Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!

"Ahh, now that the mind is open so one can clearly see what they clearly
don't want you to see. But it's obvious, isn't it my brother? Get the
smoke from in the front of your eyes, got to realize, anybody don't like