[Intro: Blockwork & SugarHill Keem]
Grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh (Grahh)
Everything dead, Move Look (War's too nasty)
Suck my dick
Everything dead (Grahh, grahh)
Smokin' all deads (JayRip, grahh, grahh)
Turn me up, aye
Grahh (KDub, grahh)
Grahh, Move Look, grahh (Everything dead, n***a)
Move Look, grahh
Everything dead (Hah, hah, hah, ah, grahh)
Mr. Move Look himself, n***a (Grahh, grahh, grahh)
Move, Look, hah, huh

[Verse 1: SugarHill Keem & Blockwork]
Smokin' on Blay, stupid n***a tuff
You alright? Something is wrong
Totin' on move, so you better run
See Dougie, put him in a blunt
EBK bitch, you feelin' like Melly?
Bitch, come slide, 'cause I'm totin' on Kelly
We don't beef with no rats, man I'm talkin' 'bout Jeli
Dougie got shot on his way to a telly
C Blu, I'm lookin' for you
I said Dougie, lookin' for you too
Smokin' y'all deads, y'all gettin' it too
I'm smokin', all, deads
And you not the king of the Bronx, what the fuck is you on?
The shit you be sayin' be fakе in ya songs
I'm not a rapper, I smoke your mans, put his name in a song (Lotti)
Evеrything dead, I said what I said (N***a)
See Kay, I'ma knock off his head
I'm Mr. Move Look, I'm smokin' ya deads
Your bitch wanna rump, told her, "Get on my bed"
I ain't beefin' 'bout nothin', that's petty
Two twin blocks gon' burn in your belly
Don't cap, you ain't up it in and pop like confetti (Grahh, grahh)
N***a, how you my opp and you never met me? (N***a, what the fuck is goin' on)
Grahh, grahh, grahh
Who Bri? Put dick in her belly
Move, like (Shake, shake, shake, Bri, Bri)
Who Bri? Put dick in her belly (Bri, Bri)
Grahh, grahh, grahh (Grahh, grahh, grahh)
I'm with Keem, and we smokin' on all deads
We spin the opps at like 4:10
And these n***as ain't ever outside (Where they at?)
I send a shot, hope a lil' n***a die
[Bridge: SugarHill Keem & Blockwork]
Every, thing, dead (Dead)
Smokin', all, deads (Grahh)
Move, look, grahh

[Verse 2: SugarHill Keem & Blockwork]
Set Da Trend, I'm smokin' ya pops
They know my name, Mr. up it and flock (Rrah, rrah)
When I back out my knocks, I ain't stop for no cops (Bussin)
Geek off a perc if I see an opp, and so is my knock
It's O to the O, if you throw up a G, you get shot
Grahh, grahh (Grahh, grahh), if you throw up a G, you get shot
This bitch wanna rump, this bitch tryna move, look
I said, "Take off your shoes", look
She like, "Keem, just teach me the Move Look"
Grahh, grahh, grahh
Like, how many opps done died?
JB, Lotti, Chico, Fries
Perc 30 my body, might spin with the 9
Give her dick, then I tell her, "Goodbye"
I'm clickin' for Caine, this shit got no safety (N***a)
N***a lied if he said that he chased me (Look)
Me and Block, we totin' on Casey (Grahh)
On the Sev' and I been here to go back
Word to bro, if he up, I'ma throw back
Wake up everyday, smoke Blay
Me and Keem too deep, n***as know we don't play, grahh
Smoke Blay, or get out the room
She like, "Move, I'm smokin' him too"
She like, "Who you?"
Mr. Move, I shake up the room
JB, Marky, restin' in piss
On gang, get shot if he 280 crip
Geek off the meds, might shoot out the whip
That n***a dancin', get off our dicks, grahh
Smoke Blay, or get out the room
She like, "Move, I'm smokin' him too"
She like, "Who you"
Mr. Move, I shake up the room
JB, Marky, restin' in piss
On gang, get shot if he 280 crip
Geek off the meds, might shoot out the whip
That n***a dancin', get off our dicks, grahh
[Outro: SugarHill Keem & Blockwork]
Smokin' all deads, n***a (Grahh, grahh boom, n***a)
Grahh, grahh
War's too nasty