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it
(Yo, get your hands up)
Sippin on that blue and
(Yo, yo, get your hands up)
Move to Far East Movement
(Yo, and JB baby)
Party Rock's the crew
the night!
This is how we do it
(Yo, get your hands up)
Sippin' on that fluid
(Yo, yo, get your hands up)
Move to Far East Movement
(Yo, and JB baby)
the night!
This is how we do it
(Yo, get your hands up)
Sippin' on that fluid
(Yo, yo, get your hands up)
Move to Far East Movement
(Yo, and JB baby)
Alice works the desk at the East Bay Hotel
In Grand Marais, Minnisota
I came in one night, She said "I loved your show"
We sat and talked
to everyone in the world
Nore, Phife Dawg and Abstract

Yo in Iraq, all my niggas love Abstract
Yo, from Far Rock to Flushing, concussion
Every time
on the west coast
And I’ve been lit underneath those Northern lights
Been as far as the east coast
But ain't seen nothing like her southern side
Well she
in the womb
And she bade me 'Here through yonder portal which looked upon the heavens, and behold! a morning
angel'

She ascended slowly from far
backing
We won't be fooled by your prepackaged rebellion
Bought and sold by corporate fuckheads
When you work with the enemy that
Makes you the same
Pay attention everything I mentions is a ??
Like how to do with a move
Because the two sit I go by cash rules
Everything around me do movement
rats, monkeys, mice - teach ' em little tricks
stay far from creativity, and from politics
'cause the multinationals need a solid work force
you get enough
'Cause the Far East Movement is dangerous!

[Chorus]

Yo do you remember the time
When we fell in love on the dance flo'
I wanna rock
She had a bad dream in the back seat
The same one as yesterday, the same one as last week
Surrounded by her favorite favorites,
Elmo, Barbie, her
for gangstaz
Coz ganstaz do dirty work and get pimped by mobsters
Some fat Italian eating pasta 'n lobster
Brothers getting jailed and mobsters own
Then we breezing the law
Blowing that weed from my jaw

G's up hoe's down
East Side to by dog 
(East Side)
All the time man
Thanks for even asking
that big car)
With the Fat Man (certified Hood Star)
But he a millionaire (look bitch I'm going far)
This the movement, a few niggas you wanna move
for gangstaz
Coz ganstaz do dirty work and get pimped by mobsters
Some fat Italian eating pasta 'n lobster
Brothers getting jailed and mobsters own
if you a rap star you won't go far
They want to skin you alive, they know the type of jeep that you drive
You'll be dead by the end of night
No matter
that big car)
With the Fat Man (certified Hood Star)
But he a millionaire (look bitch I'm going far)
This the movement, a few niggas you wanna move
Well Lyrics
    by Susan Boyle
    December Lyrics
    by Olivia
    My Last Lyrics
    by Big Sean
    Make It Bump Lyrics
    by Far East
far, Hollywood boulevard,
But I'm from a boulevard that taught yall to shoot out of moving cars,
Remember, New Jersey driver's like a East Coast
to kill.

'Twas so far away, that evil day when I prayed to the Prince of Gloom
For the savage strength and the sullen length of life to work his doom.
I was out on the West Coast, tryin' to make a buck
And things didn't work out, I was down on my luck
Got tired a-roamin' and bummin' around
So I
I was out on the west coast trying to make a buck
Things didn't work out I was kinda down on my luck
Got tired of roaming and bumming around
So I
of the few that disagree with me
And got your own views about who's really that dude
Well,
The south movement got ten months left
And come valentines day
David Foster lives in Gloucester with his family
Works 'til pay-time, through the day-time, then comes home for tea
Steak and kidney, then with