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Every woman, every man wanna move dem Every woman, every man love a spearhead
Police in the city is all the clubs down Its lookin' a ghost town Ya know, Mary, what we do? Hell yeah, we go underground
To da from which we all came from House parties, was always fun Remember tryin' to rig a system Everybody, bring a donation
When we to get a turn table My man, Zulu would borrow one from Aunt Set it up in the Turn the lights down the mornin
But the party aint started till the speakers No, no, no, 'Coz the party started till the speakers blown
the party aint started till the speakers blown No, no, no, Because the party aint started the speakers blown
While he was settin 'up Someone else would a home stereo amp With a note from mama Dont it up loud or its a goner
Sorry Mama, theres no 'Cause if the shit bumpin People gonna dance Know Im sayin?
Everybody in the place bring a few speakers String 'em all togetha, they was sneakers An' say a prayer before we it on Hopin' that the amp wouldnt get
I asked Mary, Watcha of it Now we need a DJ to work this So everybody would a few singles Get the beat bumpin' an' start to mingle
But the party started till the speakers blown No, no, no, But the party aint started till the speakers
Because the aint started till the speakers blown No, no, no, Because The party aint started the speakers blown
Every woman, every man wanna move dem Every woman, man love a Spearhead beat Every woman, every man move dem feet Every woman, every man love a Spearhead
An' every and every sister Would pay respect up to the We dance and we would celebrate Even though we live in a state
An' the would try to make a statement a ticket for noise abatement But we kept it till the breakadawn Then we told the cops they gotta the door down
And today across the Dont ya know, its the same Alotta lookin' like a ghost town But the house party will never be shut No, no, no,
the party aint started till the speakers blown No, no, no, But The party aint started till the speakers
The aint started till the speakers blown No, no, no, But the party aint started till the blown
The party aint started till the blown No, no, no The party aint started till the blown No, no, no
The party aint till the speakers blown No, no, no The party started till the speakers blown No, no, no
Yeah, this ones dedicated to all the DJs, Promoters, who continue to throw Jams in the of adversity, peace to the informal nation, word up
Every woman, every man move dem feet Every woman, every man love a Spearhead
Every woman, every man move dem feet Every woman, every man love a beat
woman, every man wanna move dem feet Every woman, every man love a Spearhead ...