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lirik lagu e-z on the motion – ghetto concept

[ upright b-ss intro ]

[ saxophone ]
[ a verse; dolo: ]

what’s the -name- of the runaway train
that ransacks and mad distracts
when i be steaming out your mind-frame?

rough to rugged like dread locks—sn-tching off the blocks… off
from mediocre men from here to bang-kok (all right?)

i manifest -beyond- the physical
-individual- criteria—prince of bavaria; the more the merrier
well mr. snuff, i love the serious rhymes records regardless
how should i start this? you never -witness- your finish
for more the flavor that you savoring? it’s my pleasure
whatever you wanted, we’ll provide it; it’s been decided (yeah)

by all concerns, you’ve -earned- one, from, the big barter
so yo, save the drama for your mama
n-gg-, you can’t win it but i caught up cause i’m too -fly-
(…too fly!) that’s how it goes, mr. nice guy…

[ b verse; kwajo: ]

i -jump- on it like i rinse this jock…
tick-tock; flip-flop; the pop will never stop
so as you digging the sound and fool, you bouncing to the groove
to bite the concept, you bit off more than you can chew—i…
get -screwed- when punk -ss n-gg-s want to flex—(sss…)
-styles- are too complex, so ooh—you better just…
balk and ease! you are beginning to get me plexed
no matter what, you -can’t- stop the flex when it wrecks

so-so da gr-ssroots rhythm, then you hot-hot-hot
as i drop-drop-drop… on the sh-t -you- got… (all right?)
we got ♪ more than what you bargained for ♪
so now the ♫ ghetto concept is who you asking for ♫
but ♪ don’t worry! ♪—just stay tuned to the bloomer…
zoom-zoomer… we got the fly—-f-ck- the rumor!

[ hook; infinite: ]

(oh) easy on the motion (now), 93 was locomotion
(yeah) 9 to 4 we here and (now) 9 to 5 we roller coasting

(oh) easy on the motion (now), 93 was locomotion
(now) 9 to 4 we here and (now) 9 to 5 we roller coasting

(oh) easy on the motion (now), 93 was locomotion
(yeah) 9 to 4 we here and (now) 9 to 5 we roller coasting

(oh) easy on the motion (now), 93 was locomotion
(yeah) 9 to 4 we here and 9 to 5, we gone—! (oh…)

[ verse 3; infinite: ]

stripes upon stripes who done divorced without the lights?
the l.a. lights—so that’s the biggest -spades- glaring in the nights
the hype too -tight- with a squeezer; should i say these… on, the -freeze-
that makes me gets to sneeze and allergies (ooh!)

so, please…
never as a gift bomb and these, you all would squish it
for your hole and me to squeeze it for your knees
i’m steady dissing up my to-pic of shoes—i know about the hits…
forget about the clues and the shoes—i stay -cool- with my raps
wraps it up with the sale…
my belly’s kind of bulging so i’m jonesing for a meal
but yo, -for real-…

i don’t steal attacks to whites a fax or should i say the honky n-gg-
whatever the case may be my n-gg-

[ verse 4; kwajo: ] mc’s—you follow me not!

cause they can never inch up in the size pan or do the things i do…
i wonder what do them-them?
i come-up-with new -blends- of puns and phrases…
or many stages… fools’ rhymes is like… cages!
the means to me is when should be incarcerated intellect like be the taj
we… can never be faded, so um…
bye, ta-ta where -groove- get the taj to ♪ take over! ♪
(oh, wa-uh-uh) it’s like that, so watch me flex!
(oh, wa-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh!)

[ hook; infinite: ]

(oh) easy on the motion (now), 93 was locomotion
(yeah) 9 to 4 we here and (now) 9 to 5 we roller coasting

(oh) easy on the motion (now), 93 was locomotion
(now) 9 to 4 we here and (yeah) 9 to 5 we roller coasting

(oh) easy on the motion (now), 93 was locomotion
(yeah) 9 to 4 we here and (now) 9 to 5 we roller coasting

(oh) easy on the motion (now), 93 was locomotion
(yeah) 9 to 4 we here and 9 to 5, we gone—! (oh…)

[ verse 5; dolo: ] f-ck it!…

that non-stop sluggish rubbish gets no play
much like pea soup… you get the finger—take a hol-iday!
who’s the n-gg- that -floats- in all verses? (ver-sehhhs…)
tight like fort knox and old ladies to their “purseses”? (pur-sehhhs…)
swing de niro; that needle incognito;
two… from mr. axelroe to tell your unlce -gui-do-…

you kept kicking, but couldn’t kick up the slack
yo, your man he jackie chan that’s why he still dropping a, gat
bomb… to boogie though rely on fortune cookies
tell the fortune tellers ain’t no lucky more cause i’m the best… seller!

i stop it to drop the ♪ moves ♪ on your chirpie
skills that send chills… that just like guinness delta groupie
yes, i can hail from rexdale right down the mountain
ashes… to ashes… dust to dust and then i’m outie
out-ie five thousand… arousal when it’s clever… send for the he-rs-
there ain’t a verse that does it better, -my n-gg-!-

[ along came betty ; end ]

- ghetto concept

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