Luyện nghe bài hát Muevete

The path of the man is beset
On all sides by the inequities of the
And the tyranny of men, blessed is he
Who in the name of charity and good

Shepherds the weak the valley of darkness
For he is truly his keeper and
The finder of lost children, and I will down
Upon thee with great and furious anger

who attempt to poison and destroy
My brothers and you will my name is the Lord
When I lay my upon thee

Smokin' MC's a bowl of Buddha burnin' in my bong now
You want to step to the rhythm of the Funk Degrees
be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
Move it out, just move it on out, no

We the number one crew more gas niggas out the house
up an argument, just don't bother
'Cause I'll whoop that ass like I'm your father
heed to the master's call yes y'all

Bullets fly but they don't give a fuck about who
When in the middle of the fuckin', no question, confrontation
Nowhere to run from the assassination let the rain down
Whoops there goes another body on the
Watch out for G hound, it's the undisputed family

up dust can you handle us fragilely
Growin' inside your mind like a
Spreading in head like a rumor, venomous
I'm the underground, I take care of business
What the fuck is

Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out

Suckas in all shapes sizes and colors
Let me get the rope and hang 'em their fuckin' necks broke
passage cut off, now you can't breathe
Let me give you what you need a fat dose of the good

Like a puppet on a string I'm the one
Your ass with the rough shit here to
My army grows the Buddha I sold ya
Every seed planted is another
Soldier like the 'coup

Now ya are in the of the ambush
Stuck in your car can't find ya
At the bottom of the let me remind ya
You better be lookin' ya

too late, ain't no one standin' here
Hallucination, bees in your ear
Paranoia, dwelling to dome piece
Increase, the level of the terror that move

'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
'em out, move 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out

Make a move, make a move, every posse a move
Make a move, make a move, every make a move
Make a move, make a move, posse make a move
a move, make a move, every posse make a move

Come on, open up the doors for the funk Buddha
With the light point the can die rolling with the six shooter
Thirty-eight still shootin' real lookin' for the
Buster that I must

No surprise as the inches
Let the four flow as I him right in the eyes
And rip these in half with the
They can't find a path I like the

Still I reign the sect we
The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' niggas up
I aim I'm scopin' for your brain
Brother stay low, cross-hairs you up the frame

Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out

Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
Move 'em out, 'em on out, move 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out
Move 'em out, move 'em on out, 'em out

Ah, now the mind is open
So one can clearly see
clearly don't want you to see
But it's obvious, it my brother?
Get the smoke from in the front of eyes
Got to realize, anybody don't like, move 'em on