Move the Crowd (The Wild Bunch Remix)

But there's one thing before we roll

Hey, Gotti

For the Best Street single, the nominees are

Eric B. for President, Doug E. Fresh

All the Way to Heaven, Heavy D and the Boyz

Big Stuff, Kool Moe Dee, Go See the Doctor

And Run DMC, Walk This Way

And the winner is Eric B. For President

Gon' pump up this new jam for y'all

Standin' by the speaker, suddenly I had this fever

Was it me? Or either summer madness?

'Cause I just can't stand around

So I get closer and the closer I get, the better it sound

My mind starts to activate, rhymes collaborate

'Cause when I heard the beat I just had to make

Somethin' from the top of my head

So I fell into the groove of the wax and I said

How could I move the crowd?

First of all, ain't no mistakes allowed

Here's the instructions, put it together

It's simple ain't it? But quite clever

Some of you been tryin' to write rhymes for years

But weak ideas irritate my ears

Is this the best that you can make?

'Cause if not and you got more, I'll wait

But don't make me wait too long, 'cause I'ma move on

The dance floor when they put somethin' smoothe on

So turn up the bass, it's better when it's loud

'Cause I like to move the crowd

Move the crowd, move the crowd

Move the crowd, move the crowd

Move the crowd, move the crowd

Move the crowd, move the crowd

Imagine me with the heat that's made by solar

It gets stronger every time I hold a

Microphone, check the tone to get started

The line for the microphone is departed

So leave it up to me, my DJ is mixin'

Everyone is movin' or eager to listen

Your hands in the air, your mouth is shut

'Cause I'm on the mic and Eric B. is on the cut

For those that know me, indeed I like to flow

Especially when the music's goin' slow

It gives me a chance to let everybody know

It's time to bust out the Rakim show

I'm the intelligent, wise on the mic, I will rise

Right in front of your eyes 'cause I am a surprise

So I'ma let my knowledge be born to a perfection

All praises due to Allah and that's a blessin'

With knowledge of self there's nothin' I can't solve

At 360 degrees I revolve

This is actual fact, it's not an act, it's been proven

Indeed and I proceed to make the crowd keep movin'

Move the crowd, move the crowd

Move the crowd, move the crowd

Let's all clap to the music

Move the crowd, move the crowd

Move the crowd, move the crowd

What you got is a standin' ovation