The Movement lyrics

[Chorus]
Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there
We gon' move, and let's all get down
Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump
Yo, people movin', let's all get down
Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there
We gon' move, and let's all get down (Yeah)
Feel it in your trunk (Yo), let your system thump
Yo, people movin', let's all get down

[Verse 1]
Scramble for cheese, MC's
And actors, with no fear factor
I'll rap you the rapture
Turnin' strawberries into Cleopatras
Attach your brain
With words of love and pain
f*ck Above the Rim, I'm above the game
Getting hugs from dames
When I don’t even know their name, 
Just seen what flick they was in
As the world and the DJ spins
Hittin' Cranberry Blends
Girls in the club with they friends, lookin' for men
Dancing with each other
Intrigued by the chance that they love us
Brothas in my ear, talkin' 'bout they got tracks
Sistas in my ear, talkin' 'bout they got Black–
Movements for me to move with
Bad breath mixed with music
It's good times, so let me use it, yo yo
[Chorus]
Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there
We gon' move, and let's all get down
Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump
Yo, people movin', let's all get down
Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there
We gon' move, and let's all get down
Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump
Yo, people movin', let's all get down

[Refrain]
Let the poppers pop, and the breakers break
The hustlers hustle and the shakers shake
Let the poppers pop, the breakers break
The hustlers hustle and the shakers shake
Let the poppers pop (Uh) the breakers break
The hustlers hustle (Yeah), and the shakers shake
Let the poppers pop (Yo), the breakers break
The hustlers hustle (Yo...) and the shakers shake

[Verse 2]
The aesthetic is Ultramagnetic
B-Boys sweat it – off
Pimps with their hats feathered, set it – off
Raw, like footage, with no edit
In the club, at the bar, Pro-Ked'ed
With my guy who got the block locked and dreaded
I rap, I'm expected to be cheddared
This chick rockin' a fur, like she want me to pet it
Better move, somebody should've fed it
The mood ghetto, yet eclectic
Mellow, but yet festive
Minds molested by music
Good times defused with bud smoking
Speakers run notes, thugs quote their favorite rap song
Mind too Black and too strong to song and dance
We advance
To where it don’t stop
The pure Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hippa-hippa-ippa-ip–yo, yo…)
[Chorus]
Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there
We gon' move, and let's all get down
Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump
Yo, people movin', let's all get down
Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there
We gon' move, and let's all get down
Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump
Yo, people movin', let's all get down
Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there
We gon' move, and let's all get down
Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump
Yo, people movin', let's all get down
Hands up in the air, ain't no standin' there
We gon' move, and let's all get down
Feel it in your trunk, let your system thump
Yo, people movin', let's all get down

[Refrain]
Let the poppers pop, and the breakers break
The hustlers hustle and the shakers shake
Let the poppers pop, the breakers break
The hustlers hustle and the shakers shake
Let the poppers pop, the breakers break
The hustlers hustle, and the shakers shake
Let the poppers pop, the breakers break
The hustlers hustle, and the shakers shake