Intro
Back on up, back on up, ah, yeah, back on up
Back on, back on up, back on up
Fm
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
D
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
Eb
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
Chorus
Fm
Make room 'cause we about to start swellin'
Catchin' attitude, get buck, sweat it up
D
An' really lose cool, it's what we been commissioned to do so
Eb
So back on up an' give me room, we gotta keep makin' moves
Verse
Fm
My long range aim is dedicated to change
Persist to twist brains with rhymes only God can explain
D
Attain divine intervention if your attention's arrested
Eb D
Imprisoned an' in position to listen to lessons given
Fm
Gotta make moves steadily, heavily bruisin' these dudes
Who got the gift but abuse tools, misleadin' these youths
D
See my birthright is light in the darkness of night
Eb D
To lead the lost, payin' the price of sacrificin' my life
Fm
I've been sittin' an' contemplatin' waiting, anxiously peekin'
Perception of these releases, embracin' the deeper reasons
D
Of timin' an' perfect season, believin' this thing is bigger
Eb D
Than faces an' sound scan, reachin' for the completion
Fm
Of purpose in Promised Land, watchin' behind the curtain
For certain the game is hurtin', lookin' for some solution
D
Searchin' for revolution like music is the conclusion
Eb D
Refusin' to look at life an' livin' for forward movement
Chorus
Chorus
Tag
Fm
Move cowards, move all you cowards move
Move cowards, move all you cowards move
D
Move cowards, move all you cowards move
no chord
He scared, she scared an' if you scared then move
Verse
Fm
Oh God, don't let me act up, I feel a fit comin' on
My conniption's my conviction's reaction to what's goin' on
D
My rebuttal's far from subtle, take you there just like a shuttle
Gather 'round the huddle embrace the pace
Eb D
I spit at give it a kiss an' cuddle
Fm
Boy, what's that there you sayin'
I'm tight like the shorts that men look gay in
Aw Lawdy, you don' said too much,
My slightest touch is a cobra clutch
D
Let it be known we are the epitome of strange an' bizarre
Eb D
Switchin' up an' change our repertoire, come discover who we are
Fm
Wreakin' havoc on Satan's mavericks, through a labyrinth filled
With nooks and crannies, an elite group called the factors
We like the X-men, so uncanny
D
Imagine lookin' up, seein' the plastered ceilin' crackin'
Eb
It ain't because we broke, we lost our minds for God
D
Provoked and crazy actin'
Chorus
Tag
Fm
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
D
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
Eb
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
Chorus
Chorus
Tag
Tag
Tag
Fm
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
no chord
The beat is so crazy
D
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
Eb
Back on up, back on up, back on up, back on up
Ending
Fm D Eb D then fade out with beat