On Your Feet

On your feet
Rise to the beat
People in the tree tops
Dogs in the street
Everybody hungry
And they all gotta eat
And soon you meet The Movement
Stand Up

On your feet
Rise to the beat
People in the tree tops
Dogs in the street
Everybody hungry
And they all gotta eat
And soon you meet The Movement

Ay, I said now baby sing a song for me
Tell me what you need and what you want from me
Cus I can give it to ya so easily
It’s the introduction piece
Ay yo, I’m swinging salutation etiquettes and erudition
Never slacking but I’m lacking with the highеr motivation
High driving in the riders seat
I’m proud to bе a member of The Movement
Following defeat
I’m never letting down
I’m spitting down the baddest batch of beats
And I’ll be right back in a flash
And hit ya F*gg*ts with a second heat
You feeling sticky, sweaty, leaking on the floor
You dancing like you want it harder than ever before
So welcome to the store
You want it you got it
We never hoard our shit, dog
We’re always down to rock
It’s super sonic like a rocket
The big missle be
The introduction piece
Bring it back

On your feet
Come on feel the heat
Like a b*tch when another dogs
Sniffing the seat
Gotcha picking your pink panties out of your jeans
Oh no we got no control it seems
That the worst is gone and the funs begun
And you're a friend of the devil even if you're a nun
And yes I know that the pedal and the metal is one
But it takes two to groove even under the sun
So we love the light
We love to ignite
Fire and desire in women every night
And if you're thinking it's right
Try not to fight it
Turn down the lights
Try not to bite it
Yo, ??? the phone booth
It blew sparks I told you
We the baddest baddest duo
Since the ??????
Bound to been the ???
So surrender up your photo
And burn the rhymes up in the bitch
Cus they ain't worth a quota
And take your nickelback
Cus I’m sick of that
I’m prolly gonna sh*t up that
When I get up on this track
Cus you can bet bettest bet that
I’m better than good loving
You bet I’m mugging
Get on the stage and do something
The name is Jwady Jwad
A wordsmith and lingo ringo
Curve kissing motherf*cking herb twister
A different kind of species
Psychedelic preconceived of marijuna leaves
And things coming up out of feces
Take the lyrics shove em down your throat too
Really up ????????? now we gon choke you
We don’t wanna provoke you
So stand up