Artist: Lennox Ave. Boyz f/ Drag-On, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Terra Black Album: Move Back (S) Song: Move Back (Remix) Typed by: Davida.b. [Intro: Jae Millz] Can't fuck with me, huh I'm from the click called N.I.B. Move back, move back, can't fuck with me Huh, I'm from the click called N.I.B. Huh, yeah, you know what it is, Harlem Get ya face smacked in it, Harlem Harlem, right here, Harlem You stupid if you don't bounce to this man You gonna only look like a hater, huh-huh Lennox Ave. Boyz, what up, it's only right They know what it is, man, remix [Jae Millz] Move back, its no touchin' me, I'm from that place called NYC H Dub to the death, and I don't give a fuck what party it is I'm still in the club wearin' sweats (hah) Milk ears with the money colored check Ill two step, blowin' dubs with the best Live life, most hated, with my Lennox Ave. Boyz Remix, Move Back, with Grease providing all the noise Huh, your home boy game so raw And I ain't even gotta say my name no more Haters wanna give my name to the law But punchin' and kickin', to kick us all, they can blame you for Might catch me in the 'Lac with Snaps Or lightin' sticky green 'dro, with Wink and Meeno You from the hood and you ain't no coward, well me neither And before you step on my sneaker, I really think you need to (move back, move back) [Drag-On] This your boy to the dash Same nigga, no talkin', just result to the mass I stab niggas, throw the hawk in the trash Peroxide my bullets, give the burners a bath Three fifty Z, burnin' the Ave. I'm old school, I still got the fiends burnin' the glass I pull the pump off my waist, and dumb in your face I'm a little bit too hard for the radios to play I still can spit eighty miles an hour in a verse And my Coupe go eighty miles an hour in reverse I let my tool go, ya'll niggas just studio killas Nigga, I'mma killa in the studio I got guns that'll hollow a wall Point it to your jaw, make you swallow it all Ya'll niggas want hardcore? What the fuck you think the R, Full Surface and D-Block is for? [Cardan] Big ask, who's back, that's P-Cardi And what he in, what he in, he in a Fer-rari You know I'm strapped, you know I'm strapped, I got the heat on me And what I'm wearin', and what I'm wearin', a long Bigari Thinkin' I'm Joe Clark, nigga, try to 'lean on me' But if he is, like Biggie said, 'he gon' bleed' Niggas ain't hard, niggas heart full of creatine But go against that, green, I go against your, brain And don't fuck with me and the kid, I've been a daddy all my life No 'dro, we gon' blow that alley all day, say what Act stupid, we gon' it crackin' here tonight Greasin', Meen' on the front, with Snappy on my right If rap don't work, nigga, we go to the kitchen Those ain't hoes, so then you know we ain't pimpin' I'm on, my toes, so nigga, no, I ain't slippin' Too close, hold somethin', or now I know Cardy didn't [Terra Black] And if he know, what keep me little Think you know, I think it later See me, and my guns come to, just like a waiter You up north, singin' just like Anita Baker Make up your mind, then come and ready, feen to meet your maker The man that laugh last, will surely laugh harder Me have a gonna shut up and eat bars, and all of the prankster With them and I for black gangster (huh, I'm from the click called N.I.B.) [Ol' Dirty Bastard] But drunk, when he hop inside, in the club gettin' tired Bitches scatter all around me, ready to excite it All these kittens got me flea bitten, eatin' out my mitten I'm comin' off top, my moves are unwritten Now slitter to the snake, in the spring time wither But strong on my own, Wu-Tang, I'm forever Women desirin', jobs is hiring Money admiring, never keep it tiring Dominate nothin', the easiest job ever And I'm doing mine, holdin' it together While money quadruple, from playin' the cripple Drinkin' from a titty nipple, sippin' on ripple Blunt keep on flippin', from keep gettin' dippin' The mic I'm rippin', the record skippin' The pussy drippin', the wet got me slippin' The bitch I'm strippin', I'm platinum shippin' [Chorus 4X: Jae Millz] Move back, move back, you can't fuck with me I'm from the click called N-I-B