Shake Shoulders
Written by K. Wilson
© 2010 ASCAP

Verse 1
So what is this about PC
Not computers or penal code but politically correct speak
Like how you say things can have so many effects
if you don’t do it properly somebody’s bound to catch wreck
Yet we do it every single day
You ain’t got your facts straight
I would say
back to the drawing board but you don’t even have
A pen pencil to use to draft
or even a crayon some call it a cran
And some call jaguar’s jagwires
others call tomatoes tomatoes
Potato potatoe
Manny jack and mo
Tres
Sober beats and over it goes Foci’s lyrics
monolithic yea
its monolith in your face just face it
Its monolith girl you know you can taste it
Get on to it yea BRRRA noise we be makin
I really don’t know
The reasoning seasoning to be spread
Cooked and baked in take the full head

Chorus

If you wanna bounce
shake Shoulders with your Hands up

Verse 2
Yes its meant to be spoken and held to the utmost in accuracy
no blasphemy its accuracy accurate did you hear me clearly
I clear channels and have to dominate the market
Spare the small talk and the empty pockets
Give and take and I won’t be the only one giving
Sit and wait and you’ll be in the sun past the 9th inning
the homebase knows no boundaries Pasadena SGV
210 605 110 north south west east
626 323 818 telephony
where gangstas mountain lions forest fires all feast
diggs antiix last but not least bobby bellow
always holding down this here fellow
we know the radio so old the playlist will fold
when they get sold xm will hold oh
yea I said it and this industry is gonna take a change
my radar is up and running and it’s coming within range

Chorus
If you wanna bounce
shake shoulders with your Hands up

Verse 3
If you hate them its cuz you still like them
I know the words I speak is pissin you off
like someone washing your windows and missing a spot
Irritating
Money get involved your enemies become your friends
Shit don’t get resolved your friends become your enemies
Respect me and I will respect you
Know whom to step too
Know who will get through
Know who would blast you
When you step up in their hood
And its never all good
With all this nonsense you should just take it outside
Don’t try to fight up in my spot when I get live
Blood or crip or reppin brownside
Despite the blue I wear I’m at the point where we can all ride
Because I do this for a greater means
Even though it seems like real hip hop has no place to be seen
You know i'm gonna have to hold it down and rock this industry this industry