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dt lamont - all my people lyrics

[chorus]

all my people moving your feet
in the club, in the street
showing love to the beat

[verse 1]

nah, don’t sit down. what is this
d tizzle lamizzle off the hizzle with a twist
this sound rumble the ground no need to fear it
it uplift’s your spirit when you’re hearing it’s viciousness
foot-pounds of torch type power that’ll make your
foot pound the floor like mike in his finest hour (hee hee)
i devour the microphone ‘cuz i think it makes me louder
sometimes i grip it in my hand so tight that i make it
turn to powder, snort it then i experience a fourth-kind encounter
[sniff, (zap sound) ugh]
that must be how i be turning myself into a human router
and i don’t know how to be a computer and take a shower
i guess it’s understandable you is a doubter
but i compose one’s and o’s to transduce it into music
to get you on your toes
so vicious yes, i know
a beast released in me and it’s sure to be effective
and this is how i roll
at least for these three minutes and thirty-three seconds
(man) dt release flow
on top of these beats and get it to the peak where we let it
increase technical
ability yes, it get into me and then i send it to

[chorus]

all my people moving your feet
in the club, in the street
showing love to the beat

it’s a natural high
i’m in the sky

[bridge]

for all y’all riding, however you’re driving
flying, cruising or sliding
smiling, straight wilding
you better slow down
‘fore you hear them sirens

[verse 2]

popping and locking maybe
dub-stepping and letting the rug get cut up (go ‘head)
hopping on top of the hi-hat and snare drum
from underground it got dug up (go ‘head)
flipping the script and tripping your lip and
giving you a lyrical whipping and i won’t shut up (go’head)
my r-rhythm is hot, but but some t-times
c-c-can’t t-talk, i stutter. (g-g-g-g-g-go ‘head)
dt what is you talking about? you just got whatever
coming up and out of your mouth
you just yapping about the way you be rapping inside of your house
mm, first of all, that’s the studio
second, the way that i wreck it straight groovy though
third, f-ck what you heard, i can truly flow
four, you just mad that i got your bun-bun on the floor
pressing against me shaking her bootie though
cry-baby, now that’s my lady, she allows me to be
violating, music mating , you be hating, shoes be making
me slide all across the floor
there’s no use in debating on who is it that’s taking
control over you ‘cuz i boss the show, so
here i go, hear my flow knocking you back feeling my blow
rocking it from the left, from the right, this is for

[chorus]

all my people moving your feet
in the club, in the street
showing love to the beat

it’s a natural high
i’m in the sky

[bridge]

for all y’all riding, however you’re driving
flying, cruising or sliding
smiling, straight wilding
you better slow down
‘fore you hear them sirens

- dt lamont lyrics

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