Move Somethin'
Talib Kweli & Hi-Tek Lyrics
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Yeah, now get 'em up, get 'em up, what?
Get 'em up, get 'em up, what?
Get 'em up, get 'em up, what?
Uh, yo, yo, yo
What's with the melodrama?
Fella's wanna hover in my cypher like a helicopter
The stealth bomba, gem droppa
Make the ghetto holla, intercontinental
Takin' you high like sky divers
When we spark with live wires
Original, cavemen quest for my fire (what?)
Express my desire to drop this new shit (c'mon)
These record executives keep tellin' me y'all stupid
Now if they right, shut the fuck up
Revolutionary, throw your guns up
Whether you a bougie broad who actin' stuck up
Or some ignorant thug motherfucker shootin' the club up
We gon' make y'all feel this (uh), break y'all spirit
If y'all fake that realness, word, we bringin' it
Ringin' it in from the new millennium to way after that
I call these cats Reynolds 'cause they plastic rap
Kill all the yappin' let's make it happen (c'mon)
You cats ain't real, y'all just a re-enactment
Better yet, dramatization
Soon as the director say action you start fakin'
I start breakin' (what?)
The whole joint start shakin' (c'mon)
This ain't the time or place for you to prove somethin'
Cut the stargazin', yo, move somethin'
Move somethin' (move somthin')
Move somethin' (move somthin')
Move somethin' (move somthin')
Move somethin' (move somthin')
Word, alright bring it back to the top
To be continued (uh)
Let's see what's next up on the menu run up in you (uh)
Lyrics that be fuckin with you
In the mental, pick any mental, instru', funda', detri'
Extra, extra large like the borough of Brooklyn the residential
Existentialist specialist
Like Sly Stone wit my poem and fly song
Ride along with cats who live great and die strong, word
We gonna rock 'til nothin' else matters (uh)
Y'all catch bodies, we catch excellent cadavers (uh)
Your next of kin an' shatter stories splattered in the tabloids
Erase your trace like your cotton mouth and we peppermint Altoids
Step in the high reppin' the spot called Flatbush
Whether rappers or actors you still feel the gat bust
The abstract then becomes the reality
Alcoholics like to call it the moment of clarity (word)
Kill all the yappin' let's make it happen
You cats ain't real, y'all just a re-enactment
Better yet, dramatization
Soon as the director say action you start fakin'
I start breakin' (what?)
The whole joint start shakin' (c'mon)
This ain't the time or place for you to prove somethin'
Cut the stargazin', yo, move somethin'
Move somethin' (move somthin')
Move somethin' (move somthin')
Move somethin' (move somthin')
Move somethin' (word)
Flatbush, Brownsville
Bed-stuy niggas, move somethin'
Chi and West Side niggas, move somethin'
Cincinnati in the house, you got to move somethin'
My niggas in the Dirty South got to move somethin'
The South Bronx, 125 niggas move somethin'
Q Borough make it live, niggas, move somethin'
Miami all the way to Philly got to move somethin'
Chicago and the Brick City got to move somethin'
My Soul Rebels in the world you got to move somethin'
B-boys and B-Girls got to move somethin'
The song 'Move Somethin'' by Talib Kweli & Hi-Tek is a call to action to move something, to make something happen, to not just talk but to act. The lyrics point out the drama and fake-thugs in the rap game who just re-enact someone else's life. Talib Kweli calls for revolutionaries to throw their guns up and for both bougie broads and ignorant thugs to feel the beat and move something. The song is a statement that whether you are from Brooklyn, Bed-Stuy, Chi, West Side, Cincinnati, the Dirty South, South Bronx, Q Borough, Miami, Philly, Chicago, Brick City, or a Soul Rebel, you got to move something. The song ends with a call to action, reminding B-boys and B-Girls to move something.
Line by Line Meaning
C'mon (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Calling others to the dance floor
Yeah, now get 'em up, get 'em up, what?
Asking everyone to put their hands up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, what?
Continuing to ask for people to raise their hands
Get 'em up, get 'em up, what?
Continuing to ask for people to raise their hands
Uh, yo, yo, yo
Beginning of the rap verses
What's with the melodrama?
Questioning the exaggerated behavior of others
Fella's wanna hover in my cypher like a helicopter
People trying to insert themselves into his circle like a helicopter hovering
Like it's a special honor
Thinking it's a privilege to be around him
The stealth bomba, gem droppa
Referring to himself as someone who drops gems without being noticed
Make the ghetto holla, intercontinental
Saying his music can resonate with people from different continents and backgrounds
Takin' you high like sky divers
Bringing excitement and adrenaline through his music
When we spark with live wires
Referring to the electricity and power of his performances
Original, cavemen quest for my fire (what?)
Saying he is original, with a fire that attracts others like cavemen
Express my desire to drop this new shit (c'mon)
Expressing his desire to present new music
These record executives keep tellin' me y'all stupid
Tired of being told by executives that the audience won't understand his music
Now if they right, shut the fuck up
Saying if they are right about the audience, they should stop talking
Revolutionary, throw your guns up
Showing his revolutionary attitude and desire to fight for change
Whether you a bougie broad who actin' stuck up
Addressing people who are acting high and mighty
Or some ignorant thug motherfucker shootin' the club up
Addressing people who are reckless and cause harm
We gon' make y'all feel this (uh), break y'all spirit
Saying they will make an impact and break down people's resistance
If y'all fake that realness, word, we bringin' it
Saying they will call out and expose those who pretend to be real
Ringin' it in from the new millennium to way after that
Saying their impact will last into the future
I call these cats Reynolds 'cause they plastic rap
Using a brand name as a metaphor for fake and manufactured rap
Kill all the yappin' let's make it happen (c'mon)
Urging others to take action and stop talking
You cats ain't real, y'all just a re-enactment
Addressing people who are not authentic
Better yet, dramatization
Saying they are pretending to be something they're not
Soon as the director say action you start fakin'
Saying people start pretending the moment they think they're being watched
I start breakin' (what?)
Saying he won't be fooled and will break people's fake persona apart
The whole joint start shakin' (c'mon)
Saying his impact will be big and will shake up everything
This ain't the time or place for you to prove somethin'
Saying this is not a moment to show off or pretend
Cut the stargazin', yo, move somethin'
Asking people to stop idling and start moving
To be continued (uh)
Indicating that this is part of a bigger narrative and there's more to come
Let's see what's next up on the menu run up in you (uh)
Saying they're ready for whatever comes next
Lyrics that be fuckin with you
Saying their lyrics will have an impact on people
In the mental, pick any mental, instru', funda', detri'
Saying their music will touch people in different states of mind and with different musical preferences
Extra, extra large like the borough of Brooklyn the residential
Saying their impact will be big, like the Brooklyn borough
Existentialist specialist
Using an intellectual term to describe their music
Like Sly Stone wit my poem and fly song
Comparing themselves to a legendary musician and his music
Ride along with cats who live great and die strong, word
Saying they're surrounded by strong people who know how to live and die well
We gonna rock 'til nothin' else matters (uh)
Saying they will keep going no matter what
Y'all catch bodies, we catch excellent cadavers (uh)
Using a metaphor to say they will outlast others
Your next of kin an' shatter stories splattered in the tabloids
Saying their impact will be such that it will even affect people's families and become news
Erase your trace like your cotton mouth and we peppermint Altoids
Saying they will leave no mark like a dissolving mint
Step in the high reppin' the spot called Flatbush
Saying they're coming in strong from a specific area in Brooklyn
Whether rappers or actors you still feel the gat bust
Saying that people from different professions will still feel their impact
The abstract then becomes the reality
Using a philosophical idea to describe how their music can change people's perceptions
Alcoholics like to call it the moment of clarity (word)
Comparing their impact to a moment of realization that people who struggle with alcoholism experience
Flatbush, Brownsville
Naming different neighborhoods in Brooklyn
Bed-stuy niggas, move somethin'
Telling people from a specific neighborhood to start moving
Chi and West Side niggas, move somethin'
Telling people from Chicago to start moving
Cincinnati in the house, you got to move somethin'
Addressing people from Cincinnati to start moving
My niggas in the Dirty South got to move somethin'
Addressing people from the South to start moving
The South Bronx, 125 niggas move somethin'
Addressing people from the South Bronx to start moving
Q Borough make it live, niggas, move somethin'
Addressing people from Queens to start moving
Miami all the way to Philly got to move somethin'
Addressing people from Miami and Philly to start moving
Chicago and the Brick City got to move somethin'
Addressing people from Chicago and Brick City to start moving
My Soul Rebels in the world you got to move somethin'
Addressing people who are part of his fan base to start moving
B-boys and B-Girls got to move somethin'
Addressing dancers to start moving
Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Tony Cottrell, Talib Kweli, Jerry Williams, Jr.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@gilruiz009
I miss this era in hip hop! It gives me goosebumps reminiscing about hearing this song for the first time with sub woofers.
@trentyates418
This is a classic street banger. This and ante up were like the best street bangers to listen to in the 2000's. Peace to kweli and Tek.
@ShinyFlakesShinyFlakes
Itβs a banger in the suburbs too, at least in my room it was
@jeroneallison8978
Classic Album. I still bang this thru my speakers til this day!!!
@spysun04
Walk in a London club back in 2000, DJ spinning this joint on vinyl and the crowd becomes a massive moving wave.
Had some serious goosebumps, unforgettable period for hip hop, Talib killed it with this one. Period.
@ThomasQJones-gb6ym
REAL HIP HOP!!! π₯π₯π₯π₯
@gabrielsoto2179
I cant believe I slept on this back in the day I was to busy listening to gangster rap but this album is dope
@cleer2804
You did sleep
@fellowbloke741
Bro I've slept on gangsta rap I can barely name anyone on the west coast. I like underground, new, east, and alternative rap
@ShinyFlakesShinyFlakes
Iβm white and I liked this back on 2000