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THE MOXIE w/ Proof Positive
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rock sample, steady bump, ill lyrics beat by Umph One
electronica breaks hiphop instrumental beats down tempo chillout
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Production team for the mighty Misc
SSSbeatz (SecondStorySounds) is Tibbz and UmphOne, the production team of the mighty Miscellaneous.
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Genre
Beats Rap
Charts
Peak #626
Peak in subgenre #160
Author
umph one
Uploaded
March 12, 2006
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MP3 2.6 MB 128 kbps 2:48
Story behind the song
i was able to link up again with my homeboy proof positive on myspace. i emailed him the mp3 of the beat. he sent this back. hope yall like it...check the lyrics!
Lyrics
Lyrics for "the moxie w proof po" Lyrics for "The Moxie" The Moxie written by: Proof Po produced by: Umph One It's Proof Positive divine divinity Spit the nebula shit far out from here on now 'til infinity Be on that It's life beyond rap I make you wanna check up on me like Beyonce Can't call it Sport both blue and white collars Get down with the dirty or tell you where to hide your dollars A cold rockin' scholar takin' over the metropolis Was raised with a Webster like adopt a Papadopoulos It be the hot shit Go for the throat with what you got, right When I connect the dots I outshine the spotlight Got the moxie With foresight to hit the prophesy To rule the earth with every verse Just as God has promised me Probability One, fa' sho, for certain It's Proof Po You over with, it's done, fin, it's curtains I worsen the pain And I deepen the hurtin' I'm beyond my own person My ideal is too pertinent To stand as one man I command a whole movement My vow's too profound My sound'll cause bruises Shit, get your wig split I be the biggest blip on the radar With my own theme music like Vader Kid, how can I explain? Fold your hand like origami cranes I'm the expert You're the untrained Too dense Post epiphany, still you unchanged When it's all about the power+ progress= propulsion, mayn Shit, get the fuck out Your luck's run out Make some new plans, some changes This won't pan out Like you hoped it would To help you cope "It was a good attempt." But the truth is Ya just can't cut it, kid Kid my rhymes is butter Naw fuck it, it's canola The personal best with brown skin like granola Let's bring the shit back like gone sippin areolas And let it all seep in like soakin' up some solar Waves I'm twisted I've strained and blistered Worked my knuckles to the bear bone To rearrange our history It's hard work to get this good It's no mystery Pimped with my own gifts, All I do is done officially Fuck the hiatus I broke up out my chrysalis Don't risk it kid You'll get played like Kid Icarus I'm so vicious With thick spit like viscuous venom Ain't fuckin' around promiscuous Dee tell 'em Don't get caught sleepin' up on my thought Best believe it's lights out for more than one evening B If ya happen to awaken from the deep sleep Ya days is still numbered And all of them spent grievin', see
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