Artist: First Serve (De La Soul) Album: De La Soul's Plug1 & Plug2 Present... First Serve Song: Move 'Em In, Move 'Em Out Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Chorus] Who said the party's only up in the club? Wherever we go, they just showing us love Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out Move 'em in, move 'em out - let's go liiii-iii-iii-iii-iiiiiive Who said the party's only up in the club? Wherever we go, they just showing us love Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out Move 'em in, move 'em out - let's go LIIIIIIIIIIIVE! [Pop] Yo, I got +Water+ to +Tread+ to build it like a sea with legs Clock radio sings, I'm out the bed Pop living is deliberate Not so much that I'm hot, but I'm NEVER shivering And chivalry ain't dead I ain't feeding them ho's believing that we're to be fed Got game to shake (in my own image) When I take the rest of the game I STILL scrimmage Live on stage or alive in the booth I get live on the living and exploit the youth Invasion of the American rap band I walk around rap land under the influence of the truant Meaning I'm absent from the old and new school rules Played by me, there's NO rules! True wit and grit and everything I do as I name tag POP under everything I drew So vivid within them studios, I'm Michael Bivins and make +Another Bad Creation+ After that, I'm facing the mics in the radio stations Saying it's about to sprout (First Serve, move OUT!) [Chorus] [Deen] Up stream like trout in lakes Enjoying each night for a dollar a DAY~! I'm fiending for the funk, see me sniffling the breaks I got lost in the style, I gotta find my WAY~! I gotta itch for this rap shit, ya feel me? (Yeaaah!!!) So get the DJ Scratch out the intervention ("Do it!") I'm in dimension, 2 by 16s' You all broke LP niggaz threw in the BAY~! A bit of head-bobbin', weave and all Pit stop sipping son I'm with the fam! Deen Whitter got narcotic baby More bounce to the ounce to the kilo GRAM~! [Chorus] [Pop] (Deen) Yo, how First Serve gonna chill working? Shit~! Biggie and Pac is still working! Acting like surgeons, split the crowd up Got them fellas getting all riled-up Girls all styled-up, now all sweaty Hot after two shakes of the tabasco Wanna hear self (But the monitor's quiet!) Turn it up sound man, that ain't much to ask, yo! Yo, where was I? Oh yeah, the ladies! Throw your hands up so I can read your lifeline (Peter picked peppers) but I'm picking this stepper right here She wanna be the jump off in her lifetime [Deen] Chancy, ain't it? Fancy, ain't it? Curtains +Drew+ rather +Nancy+, ain't it? I got a gift like ribbons and boxes Giving them bosses, remember Gibbons and Boxer? Iron mic, see we're strictly cordless Your plastique could not afford this Just applaud this, mimic a walrus One tree falls, shit I'm right in the forest I got a itch for this rap shit, you feel me? (Yeaaaah!!) So get ya drum program out the intervention ("Do it!") I'm in dimension, could be 2 by 12 You the 12" niggaz threw in the BAY~! [Pop & Deen] Move! Move! Move! Move! Keep moving 'em in, just move 'em out Gotta move 'em in, gotta move 'em out Move! Move! Move! Move! [Deen & Pop] We got a couple of cars, a couple of cribs Got a couple of them girls, did a couple of vids Hit a couple of lows with a couple of mids And we still right here grinding on the grid And ain't nothing to lose and nothing to fear Nothing standing in front of us, not a thing in the rear and nothing gonna stop us, got nothing but time FIRST SERVE on stage, never hard to find [Chorus]