Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Barrier
Eric Barrier
Songwriter
William Griffin
William Griffin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patrick Peter Adams
Patrick Peter Adams
Engineer
Elai Tubo
Elai Tubo
Engineer
Robert Hill
Robert Hill
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Standing by the speaker, suddenly I had this Fever, was it me or either, summer madness 'Cause I just can't stand around So I get closer, and the closer I get, the better it sound My mind starts to activate, rhymes collaborate 'Cause when I heard the beat, I just had to make Somethin' from the top of my head So I fell into the groove of the wax, then I said How could I move the crowd? First of all, ain't no mistakes allowed Here's the instruction, put it together It simple ain't it, but quite clever Some of you been tryin' to write rhymes for years But weak ideas, irritate my ears Is this the best that you can make? 'Cause if not, and you got more, I'll wait But don't make me wait too long, 'cause I'mma move on The dance floor, when they put somethin' smooth on So turn up the bass, it's better when it's loud 'Cause I like to move the crowd Move the crowd Move the crowd Move the crowd Mo-, mo-, move the crowd Move the crowd Move, mo-, mo-, mo-, move the crowd Move, move the crowd Move the crowd Ra-, Ra-, Rakim Ra-, Ra-, Rakim Ra-, Ra-, Ra-, Ra-, Ra-, Ra-, Ra-, Rakim Imagine me wit' the heat that's made by solar It gets stronger, everytime I hold a Microphone, check the tone to get started The line for the microphone, is departed So leave it up to me, my DJ is mixin' Everyone is movin', or eager to listen Your hands in the air, your mouth, shut 'Cause I'm on the mic, and Eric B is on the cut For those that know me, indeed I like to flow Especially when the music's going slow It gives me a chance to let everybody know It's time to bust out the Rakim show I'm the intelligent wise, on the mic I will rise Right in, front of your eyes, 'cause I am a surprise So I'mma let my knowledge be born to a perfection All praise is due to Allah, and that's a blessing Wit' knowledge of self, there's nothin' I can't solve At 360 degrees, I revolve This is actual fact, it's not a act, it's been proven Indeed and I proceed to make the crowd keep movin' Move, move, move the crowd Move, move, move, move, move, move, move the crowd Move the crowd Move the crowd Move the crowd Mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, move the crowd Move, mo-, move, move, move, move, move the crowd Mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, mo-, move the crowd Move, mo-, move, move, mo-, mo-, move, mo-, move the crowd Move, move, move, move, move the crowd Move the crowd
Writer(s): William Griffin, Eric Barrier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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