Took a trip on a bus that I didn't know
Met a girl selling drinks at the disco
Said you'd come back when you let it go
Seems I forget it cause it's really so simple
Walking down Young Street on a Friday
Can't follow them, gotta do it my way
No fast lanes, still on the highway
Moving in and out no doubt it's the right day
Chorus:
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up, ah-ah
Take out the crabs in the bucket
(repeat)
It's like flies on the wind screen writing on walls
Square these clones claim they're having a ball
Blaming themselves just before last fall
Tic-a-tic-a-toc, tic-a-tic-a-toc
Clock strikes twelve, clock strikes one
Smoking Gun put these fools on the run
I know it's not that simple, I know it's not that hard
Chorus
(Rap)
Yeah, I heard ya, man, I'm gonna check you off
Yeah, it's a connection, fit in the microphone flit
I take it higher like a bird on a wire
It's higher, the fire, I never 'cause I'm just movin'
on up
Cruisin' the touch the unseen cravin' the clutch
The most inevitable legible pyromania
Slayin' the devil and sending them back to
Transylvania
Strangely enough I uphold that side as ghetto
From my heavy metal ? of the puppets like a pedal
Damn if mirrors were created by sand
Then I'm looking in the water for reflections of man
Understand the minds above time when it's empty
MC tragically head ahead by a century
Chorus
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