Moves That Make Me Lyrics by The Grouch

  • Album Release Date: 2003
  • Features : {Bicasso,Zumbi}

I feel .. uh
I feel .. m-mm
So good, y’all
So good, y’all .. yeah
I feel .. huh
I feel .. ha-ha
I feel good, y’all
So good, y’all

Hey, yo, put it together Piece by piece
Life as a puzzle, stay supple Release
It take a couple a thoughts, let’s bubble
Abandon trouble, negative speech make it crumble
I speak each My dream, black beach
Livin’ like the sheik My queen, fly physique
I leave the concrete world behind
Retreat to the forest, free up my mind [ugh]
It’s like a cake, to bake it take time
I make my livin’, celebrate makin’ my strides
Know what it is, I wanna have a couple kids
I’d be a good daddy livin’ prosperous
My esophagus how I spark with this
North Star shinin’ during the Apocalypse
That’s how I do, prayin’ that God bring me through
I finish between two mountain peaks
I seen a few fountains within reach
My all-natural pace is set held a gambla
Place his bet on, Me
How to make a livin, head on straight
Fit the pieces to the puzzle
Put your bread on the plate
To eat your ‘nother strugglin’ fate
This mara-thon’s on chaira (???)
Moment of yourself with yourself as you prepare to jump
There’s the thump I hit the head of the nail
I’m Ready to sail, Grouch is not designed to fail
My outfit is assigned to yell
Final destination, man, only time will tell

[Hook – Grouch]
Maybe you gotta make it last longer
Look a bit farther
Push yourself harder study get stronger overcome hunger
Victorious livin’ make it or give in
Whether you gotta Help it last longer
Look a bit farther Push yourself harder
Study, get stronger Overcome hunger
Victorious livin’ Make it, or give in
I make my moves make moves that make me
And take from the energy that breaks the fakes
Seen the straight path lately
It keeps me focused, afloat through this showbiz and note that
Most is a hope that we dreamed when it seemed like a joke
Man it’s close when we toast this place We got to
We say we ought to But who talks shit?
Thought of it think quick, never followed it through

In my world I’m the president with ten cents
Spent on sentiments, pence intelligence is a quota
It only makes good sense cause it make ignorance a little shorter
Spend a half-dollar of your passion
Pass the cash cause now you askin’
But I put a whole bill up on the faithful
Cause when it get real hard you need a crate full
Helpin’ you stable-ize yourself, energize your health
I livin live that provide the wealth
I stay stealth in the silence With an abundant flow
Cause what you give is what you get, and now you know

[Hook – Grouch]

I don’t want to plateau out I’m through the backdoor
I think o’ days when I only had one though
Bask in the sun, got my own piece o’ earth now
Tellin’ Larissa that forever’s gonna work out
I never work out and seldom eat healthy
I look towards my peers and some of them do help me
It takes years to master the mind and body
To never pass my prime
I’m out ..
Where I dont wanna be dead cause I wanna go and get
This livin’ they was talkin’ about
I caught fools is livin’ in debt
When we havin’ these doubts
And circumstances is turnin’ fools out
But I never make the same mistake twice
I shake the same lies
And patternize to live this life right
The question that I’m askin’ is, what’s satisfaction?
Money or time?
Well, if time is money then I must be a mogul of a millionaire
But now I’m still livin’ local and it’s crystal clear
Man, I put that on my vocals; this time next year
I’mma be bicoastal, bumpin’ in your borough
Bet, B.I.B
Borough on a path, man; I practice
I passed this baton beyond the songs you know and love
Twenty years from now I’ll be Josh of the jazz club
Freakin’ the brass while you fiendin’ for ass
I’ll ask a question is the lesson and the answer is Direction
What you need in life
I broke it down into sections that you feel is right
I break it down into sections that you know is tight

[Hook – Grouch]

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