Lyrics:
and meditate
Then I make my prayer with my legs
Man in motion, Man in motion
Man in motion, Man in motion
Man in motion, Man in motion
Never did I believe in
going nowhere
Bottle after bottle model after model
I dont care
Keep going for throttle I'm a throw this money in the air
Aye girl put it in motion
Put it
Get some crunk in yo system (See)
Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!)
Get some crunk in yo system (I done seen them niggas)
Get
Get some crunk in yo system (See)
Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!)
Get some crunk in yo system (I done seen them niggas)
Get
giving me Better Dream a Better Dream. Hands on the clock time pass slow motion like an hour glass. Dream a better dream a better dream ooo, Hands
and whites (po-po, po-po, po-po)
Now the money coming slow, but at least a, know
Slow motion better than (no-oh, no-oh, no-oh)
Yo, yo, you love to hear
and whites (po-po, po-po, po-po)
Now the money coming slow, but at least a, know
Slow motion better than (no-oh, no-oh, no-oh)
Yo, yo, you love to hear
Systems down all motion frozen
Like Star Trek in a trans-warp-ism
Got ourselves into a no win decision
Motion the Captain re-invent the invention.
We
The skyline’s shimmering in the night
A world apart, yet so alive
I feel the pulse of the electric air
A humming energy that surrounds me
In this neon wonderland
Making love and breathing air sunlight is a comin from everywhere
Caught my baby in a flat line potion I'm reelin round in the real motion
The real motion
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
I'll teach you how to dance
I've got a system
But the reason's lost mid air
(He's got a system)
Flicking lit cigarettes
To your sensible head
Now I'm
the system
We're fucking up the system
'Cause the system don't give a damn about us
The system don't give a damn about us
Air pollution (fuck with this)
815
Down in Texas we be Holdin , Big pockets swollen
Gorrilla with the vogues , drop the top and get in motion
Wide body pocking , paint wetter then
Bumpin bumpin bumpin bumpin yeah hoe
System bumpin bumping bumping bumping yeah hoe
System bumpin bumping bumping bumping yeah hoe
System bumpin
the deep end
What I said
It’s my deepest regret
Yeah
Posted up where dreams move in motion
I get home and I’m alone
And I’ve been told that I won’t make
charges in the air
I touch you, you're a live wire
You're the raw fire burning in my heart
It took me by surprise, that's no lie
You know you are, you
childish
Get the millions, that a my wish
In a the Air Force one's a the pilot
You got the motion, with the ocean, gyal
Tick pon it wine it, gyal Sit pon it
thing was to provide setting for proper cultivation
Discrete location
Ten by ten foot spot
Lit up by a thousand watt lamp, plus two air-vents for
the air
I'm a rasta
Fuck the system, this system a bastard
Smoke in the air (Brrrp!)
Pain in the air
I'm a rasta
Fuck the system, this system a bastard
traffic I never
jam up
Screaming fuck the system I be in and out
the solar
Stack it up with interest make my bezel like the polar
She get left trying
Shit thats in my cup just got a nigga moving slow motion
Getting to the money thats not slow motion
Bitch all in my ear she speaking slow motion
solar system is a grid
Creative energy infinite at your fingertips
Manipulated through machines wires microchips
Earth Water Air Fire infused
Shake it up
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