The Way She Move Lyrics

M.I-Abaga-You-Rappers-Should-Fix-Up-Your-Life - M.I Abaga

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I should be closed to retirement [yo !!]

couple more years will be retiring [but!!]

None of you rapper is inspiriting, none of you pass the requirement

I can’t retire you den*

Who gonna face the environment? (is it you !)

Y’ll got me coming back, switch up the siren,

Still on my Job, none of these rappers can fire me,

I can’t retire yet – den

CHORUS

You Rappers should fix up your life x 2

yah getting killed by the south

I guess I’m in this sh*t for life

I’m still the one that you look to

You need me to figure sh*t out

You Rappers should fix up your life, fix up your life

[VERSE 2]

None of you rappers is real enough

Once you blow up now you’re switching up

That’s why these fans are not feeling y’all

SA rappers out here killing yah

When I was out here performing

I held the country down, I held the city down real

You rappers are under-performing, I swear it’s a shame, it’s a pity not real

Rappers are singing now, just to get popular (yack !)

I just be watching, like I’m at the opera, I should have brought my binoculars

Cos I don’t see nobody dope

I don’t see nobody great

I don’t see nobody serious about taking my place

y’all , should be slapping your face

This is your big hommie telling you ni*ggas to wake , wake, wake up and fix up your life

CHORUS

You Rappers should fix up your life x 2

yah getting killed by the south

I guess I’m in this sh*t for life

I’m still the one that you look to

You need me to figure sh*t out

You Rappers should fix up your life, fix up your life

[VERSE 3]

10 years later-on I’m still the one

Training you rappers like Paddington

My flow is too cold grab a cardigan

Lyrics still church like the Vatican, Ya’ll out here panicking

All I created is vanishing

Nobody moving mehn,

y’all are like mannequin

Omor let’s bring a mechanic in

Maybe you rappers can rap again

Are you rappers ? omor, we don’t know again,

menopausing your tracks cos no more flow again

How come we don’t hear any bars ?

Omor streets dey yan say rappers no dey blow again

But I switch up my flow again

Anytime I think I’m done, they like, go again

And so, I do it, make dough again

But all of you n*ggas is broke again

I’m doing this for the culture

You need somebody to coach you

Y’all need the truth

Clark Kent Clark Kent, we need superman

So I had to get in the booth

We out here getting massacred

This is your general calling to check with the troops

I made this sh*t easy for ya’all, I laid it off the board, you messing my alley oop

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