2 Mello – Rapid Crew (Can’t Move Me)

Rapid Crew (Can’t Move Me) Lyrics
2 Mello – Rapid Crew (Can’t Move Me) Lyrics

Sample
You can’t move me, move me
Move me, move me baby
You can’t move me, move me
Can’t move me baby it’s my world

You can’t move me, move me
Move me, move me baby
You can’t move me, move me
Can’t move me baby it’s my world

‘Cause ain’t nothin’ like a funk, funk
Lyrical bass, mind, back to the funk
‘Cause ain’t nothin’ like a funk, funk
Your best bet is to back up off me
‘Cause ain’t nothin’ like a funk, funk
(n/a chops) bass, like a mind, back to the funk
‘Cause ain’t nothin’ like a funk, funk
Your bеst bet is to back up o-o-o-o-o-o-off

You can’t move me, movе me
You can’t move me, move me (yyy-yeah)
‘Cause ain’t nothin’, like a funk, funk (I can feel it, I-I, I can feel it, I yeah)
‘Cause ain’t nothin’, like a funk, funk (I can feel it, I, I can feel it, I can, I)
Your best bet is to back up off me I, I

2 Mello
Down with the crew you, know it
Like what we do then, show it
Some motivated, go-get
Some jack moves and, blow it

Down with the crew you, know it
Like what we do then, show it
Some motivated, go-get
Some jack moves and, blow it

Got a little problem with your groove I’ll solve it
Speed it up take it down, no solid objects
Ti evlover ti hctiP
Remember the last time a song made you feel like this

Rapid crew never stray from the goal of music
Wack crew could betray for a creep dude, shit
I just wanna crawl out of my shell and hit truth
Build on the foundation of a lonely youth

Capital can’t move me, like you move me
Self care costs money, it’s funny
You can’t take shit from me, I’m too strong now
Why would I change shit on me, career long now If you want it, just ask for it
Way too empty in my passport
I’m bout to fill that shit
Return of the soul, don’t forget I’m still that shit
And if you’re working on a goal I hope you kill that shit
Mello out

Down with the crew you, know it
Like what we do then, show it
Some motivated, go-get
Some jack moves and, blow it

Down with the crew you, know it
Like what we do then, show it
Some motivated, go-get
Some jack moves and, blow it

TV-MA
Hi it’s me, cute boy that must be teen
Head ripe for ruffling, pinchable cheeks
At least five times DSM undiagnosed
So listen up, let the short king speak

My eyeline may be out of sight
But it don’t mean you can’t see eye to eye
Metaphorically and actually staring down at me
Forgetting what you’re seeing is royalty
I ain’t above violence against hierarchy simps
I got a mean bite and your ankles aren’t far
Size may not matter but you’re small to me
And below sea level is the level you’re on
That’s why I can’t stand these fuckers holding me back
Preaching to me about backup plans
Shit barely pays bills, keeps us pacified, hypnotized
From imagining better lives
There’s billions more of us than them
Creating purpose and value and humanity
Snake oil won’t feed a society
So let’s fuck shit up, take destiny back

2 Mello

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