Make A Move
Cypress Hill Lyrics


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Quemando putos que se creen macizos
Dejando ceniza, tu no quieres ser la
Victima de un ciclón
Simón, tu sabes que soy el chingón
Sácalos y muévelos ya
Juras que soy el mejor
Tu quedaras igual que los demás
Está alegándome, no lo trates
Porque te pego así como tus padres
Has lo que te digo yo, si no
(Pinche puto, vengo en control)
Balas, ay! No les importa quien muera
Cuando están en guerra
Con que maten, un vato del otro lado
Diferentes rumbos, cargan soldados
Si la lluvia cae, pronto miraras
Los huetos que hay (mueve tus cañones)
Somos intocables, Cypress cero si
Calla y si no cruces claro que vas a morir
Grandes familias, mueren nunca
Siempre filerosas como puntas
De navajas, balas que cargas
No te me brinques (ese no chingues)

Sácalos, muévelos ya! (Fierro muévelos!)

Putos vienen en todas medidas y clases
Te agarro con el mecate, por el cuello pa' colgarte
Así no puedes respirar, lo que necesita
Es la mota que te voy a dar
Como un muñeco, yo te controlo
Con las mañas de maníaco
Mi ejercito crece como mota
La familia mas grande que la chota
Ahora te encuentro en pánico
Atrapado por mi clica en el auto
Nunca encuentran cuerpos que tiramos
En lagos entierran evidencia y cae la miseria
Muy tarde llegan a buscarte a ti
Si me preguntan digo que yo no te vi
Un miedo vive en tu mente
Vente y de veras vas a conocer la muerte

Sácalos, muévelos ya! (Fierro muévelos!)

Sácalos, sácalos, quiebralos y muévelos

Déjenme pasar soy el que domina
Cuando viene el pleito soy el que termina vidas
38 voy a cargar
Buscando a levas que tengo que eliminar
(Qué onda pues, corres cuando me ves
Porque sabes que controlo el 1 y 3)
Y corto por la mitad quien me mire mal
No puedes escapar, llegaste a tu final
Sigo siendo el jefe
Del cerro grande, Cypress Hill 213
El que se mete inmediatamente
Va perder la mente a la muerte





Sácalos, muévelos ya! (Fierro muévelos!)

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Cypress Hill's "Make a Move" are a bit of a wordplay where the MCs are compared to a bowl of marijuana. The song is about taking control and making moves, whether against enemies or in life in general. The chorus repeats "Move 'em out!" emphasizing the idea of taking action and getting things done. The song warns of confrontation and violence, and the lyrics describe a world where there's no running from danger.


The lyrics "Take heed to the master's call yes y'all" reference the idea of a wise leader guiding their followers. The song goes on to describe a sort of rebellion, where the crew is taking control and growing its ranks with every seed planted. The mention of "the big bad Cypress Hill" further emphasizes this idea of a group that's not to be messed with.


Line by Line Meaning

Smokin' MC's like a bowl of buddha
I'm dominating other rappers like I'm burning through a bowl of weed


Burnin' in my bong now
I'm feeling the high from the marijuana I'm smoking


You don't want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees
Don't even try to challenge my style of music


You'll be a prisoner in the temple of thieves
If you try to compete with us, you'll be trapped in our world


Move it out, just move it on out, no doubt
Get out of our way without question or hesitation


We the number one crew
We're the best and we know it


Kickin' mark ass niggas out the house
We're kicking people out and asserting our dominance


Puttin' up an argument, just don't bother
If you try to argue with us, it's pointless


'Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father
I'll beat you up like your dad would if you acted up


Take heed to the master's call yes y'all
Listen to our skills on the mic


(Bring your cell-phone cause I fade them all)
(Bring your phone to record because I'm going to kill this performance)


Bullets fly
Violence erupts


But they don't give a fuck about who dies
They don't care who gets hurt


When you're in the middle of the fuckin'
You're right in the middle of the chaos


No question, confrontation
There's no avoiding a fight


Nowhere to run from the assassination
You can't escape death


Let the rain come down
Violence is raining down


Whoops there goes another body on the ground
Another person has been killed


Watch out for G hound
Be cautious of our dangerous crew


It's the undisputed Cypress family
We're the best group around, no question about it


Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilely
We're causing chaos and it's hard to handle


Growin' inside your mind like a tumor
Our influence is spreading and becoming more pervasive


Spreading in your head like a rumor
Our influence is spreading like wildfire


Venomous!
We're toxic and dangerous


I'm from the underground, I take care of business
I come from the gritty underground scene and I handle things effectively


What the fuck is this?
What's going on, this is crazy


Suckas come in all shapes sizes and colors
We come across a variety of weak people


Let me get the rope
I'll hang them for their wrongdoings


And hang 'em 'till their fuckin' necks broke
We'll kill them and they won't be able to breathe


Wind passage cut off, now you can't breathe
We're suffocating our enemies


Let me give you what you need
Let me give you a dose of our realness


A fat dose of the good weed
Here's some of the best music you'll hear


Like a puppet on a string
We're in control of everything


I'm the one controlling your ass
We're the ones in charge


With the rough shit here to bring
We're here to cause chaos and be aggressive


My army grows like the buddha I sold ya
Our group is expanding like the weed we sell


Every seed planted is another fuckin' soldier
Everyone we introduce to our music becomes a part of our army


Like the 'coup d'état'
We're in the midst of a rebellion


Now ya are in the middle of the ambush
You're surprised and in the thick of things


Stuck in your car
You can't get away


They can't find ya
We're making it impossible for them to locate you


At the bottom of the lake
You're dead and your body is at the bottom of the water


Let me remind ya
Let me make it clear once again


You better be lookin' behind ya
You need to be aware of your surroundings


It's too late, ain't no one standin' here
You're fucked, no one can save you now


Hallucination, bees hummin' in your ear
You're losing your mind


Paranoia, dwelling to your dome piece
You're becoming paranoid to the point of insanity


Increase, the level of the terror that move ceased
The fear is getting stronger and you're unable to move


Make a move, make a move, every posse make a move
Take action and push yourself forward


Come on
Let's go


Open up the doors for the high funk buddha
Let's welcome the creative and spiritual forces that motivate us


With the light point the dick can die
With knowledge and enlightenment, we can conquer hate and violence


Rolling with the six shooter
We're prepared for anything


Thirty-eight
We have a powerful weapon


Still shootin' real straight
We're skilled marksmen


Lookin' for the buster that I must eliminate
We're out to take down anyone who opposes us


No surprise
We're predictable and ruthless


As the inches demise
When someone dies, people won't be surprised


Let the four flow
Let the music continue to play


As I look him right in the eyes
As we assert our power over our enemies


And rip these niggas in half
We'll destroy them completely


With the paragraph
With our powerful lyrics


They can't find a path
They're stuck and can't escape us


I like the aftermath
I enjoy the destruction and chaos we cause


Still I reign the sect we remain
We're still in charge and powerful


The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' niggas up again
We're the top dogs and causing trouble again


When I aim I'm scopin' for your brain
We're targeting intelligence and reason


Brother stay low, cross-hairs break you up the frame
Stay out of our way or we'll end you


Move 'em out! Move 'em on out! Move 'em out!
We're making people leave and taking over




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze

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