The Next Movement

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C'mon, yes y'all
 You are now in tune to the sounds of the legendary foundation
 Yeah, you go
 Hey you listeners, stop what you're doin' and
 Set it in motion, it's the next movement
 You listeners, stop what you're doin' and
 Set it in motion, it's the next movement
 Word up, we got the hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 Yo, one, two, one, two one, two
 That's how we usually start, once again it's the thought
 The Dalai Lama of the mic, the Prime Minister thought
 This directed to whoever in listening range
 Yo the whole state of things in the world 'bout to change
 Black rain fallin' from the sky look strange
 The ghetto is red hot, we steppin' on flames
 Yo, it's inflation on the price for fame
 And it was all the same but then the antidote came
 The Black Thought, ill syllablist, out the Fifth
 This heavyweight rap shit I'm about to lift
 Like, a phylum lift up it's seed to sunlight
 I plug in the mic, draw like a gunfight
 I never use a cordless or stand applaudless
 Sippin' chlorophyll out of ill silver goblets
 I'm like a faucet, monopoly's the object
 There ain't no way to cut this tap, you got ta get wet
 Your head is throbbin' and I ain't said shit yet
 The Roots crew, the next movement, c'mon
 And yes y'all
 You are now in tune to the sounds of the legendary foundation
 Check it out
 Testin', yo, you go
 Hey you listeners, stop what you're doin' and
 Set it in motion, it's the next movement
 You listeners, stop what you're doin' and
 Set it in motion, it's the next movement
 Word up, we got the hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 Word up, the formation of words to fit
 That's what I usually disturb you with
 A lot of rappers never heard of this or know half the time it is
 You doubt the Illa-Fifth, what could you accomplish?
 Whether they skywriting your name, or you anonymous
 You be speechless, with stinging sinuses
 The Roots royal highnesses through your monitors
 I tilt my crown, then blow down a diamond kiss
 You need to buy a CD and stop rewindin' this
 I'm the finalist, shinin' like a rugged amethyst
 And at your music conference, I'm the panelist
 Listen close to my poetry, I examine this
 Like an analyst, to see if you can handle this
 You, got the groove, emcees, freeze, stand still, nobody move
 Unless you dealin' with the next movement
 The P-Phi-D we be the monument
 I live my life nice but I'm not too bent
 You theatrical as a Broadway play, this ain't rent
 One hundred percent, straight out the Basement
 Spreading this across a planet on some next shit
 How many people feelin' this love music? C'mon
 Yo, you go
 Hey you listeners, stop what you're doin' and
 Set it in motion, it's the next movement
 You listeners, stop what you're doin' and
 Set it in motion, it's the next movement
 Yo, we got the hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot hot music, the hot music
 The hot music
 Check it out, yea yea
 Check it out, yea yea
 Check it out, yea yea
 Check it out, yea yea
 Check it out, yea yea yea
 Check it out
 

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Duration
04:10
Key
1
Tempo
95 BPM

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