Make a Move

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!
 Smokin' emcees 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' more gas niggas out the house
 Puttin' up an argument, just don't bother
 'Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father
 Take heed to the master's call, yes y'all
 (Bring your cellphone cause I fade them all)
 Bullets fly, but they don't give a fuck about who dies
 When you're in the middle of the fuckin'
 No question, confrontation
 Nowhere to run from the assassination
 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 fragilely
 Growin' inside your mind like a tumour
 Spreadin' in your head like a rumor
 Venomous, I'm from the underground
 I take care of business
 What the fuck 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 'til their fuckin' 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 ass with the rough shit here to bring
 My army grows like the Buddha I sold ya
 Every seed planted is another fuckin' soldier
 Like the coup d'état
 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
 Ya 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 move 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 dick can die, rolling with the six shoota
 Thirty-eight, still shootin' real straight
 Lookin' for the buster, that I must eliminate
 No surprise, as the inches demise
 Let the flow flow, as I look him right in the eyes
 And rip these niggas in half with a paper graph
 They can't find a path, I love the aftermath
 Still I reign, the sect we remain
 The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' niggas 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 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 it, move 'em on out