This is a song about "Movement"

Unknowing lawmen will hereby make me a movement

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

My movement to find the stupid mc's bodies who now lack

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

But a bullet through you would excel for the movement of cells

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

I had to try do somthing to start a movement,

To spot any movement of objects to move with the smoothest of motions

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

They movement shit, that's a potty train

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

And i've been jotting shit down before i started this movement