Lyrics The Movement – On Top

Steamin down the highway I’m a calm meditator
Lyric is my weapon I’m the bomb educator
I divvy up ideas- I’m a spark delegator
Droppin jaws to the floor like a shark elevator

While ya swimmin in another’s sea I’m currently me
Ya payin for yesterday- I say weren’t we free
I got nothin but love for a sweet reverie
That’s why I gather my party up in a neat repartee

Did ya think I fell off- Nah
I been at the finish line waitin for y’all to catch up
I said I’m on top but still I don’t stop
I said I already won but still I’m not done

Nibblin on aural nipples to titillate all the masses
Watchin women in painted jeans shake masterpiece asses
She needin to study and so she stays up and passes
If you see that I’m a spectacle then raise up ya glasses

Profligate professor- no waste for my successor
Success- tip of my tongue- a taste for every pleasure
No bath in my buillons but I baste in buried treasure
I lace my lap of leisure with haste in every measure

Pickin up pieces pardon the prime alliteration
Apparently people notice and perk with participation
But life is a puzzle- put it together with pride
And you’ll probably find purpose if you put your ego aside

I move around a lot- I stop to spit a little
The middle is an enigma- I shop to get a riddle
Not privy to wiggle- baby I sing maybe to get all
Excited from aural pleasure like hearing a baby giggle

Did ya think I fell off- Nah
I been at the finish line waitin for y’all to catch up

I hate to see my people like a flower with the root gone
Drenched like they took a shower with their suit on
Benched- sit or you sleep- life ain’t a futon
Time to strap ya boots on
Hike a million miles a week to get ya move on
Party like it won’t ever peak to get ya groove on
Wig out with ya locks or be sleek and rock a buffon
Doesn’t really matter- just be- and get ya truth on
Dready speak the truth mon

Did ya think I fell off- Nah
I been at the finish line waitin for y’all to catch up
I said I’m on top but still I don’t stop
I said I already won but still I’m not done