Released on October 1, 1991

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[Intro]

See, the Black race can't afford you no more

Terminator X scratches

If you have fear in your heart, don't fret just get out the way


[Verse 1]

Signed, sealed, delivered it's yours

I pour it on the breaks, till it break laws

Givin' the gabbin', so the brothers be havin' it

Or else the five fingers of dope'll be grabbin' it

Wit' no complaints, givin' uppin' I ain't

On the mike, like Karl Malone in the paint

Why rip a rapper, when he flow like water

I rather rush a television reporter

The frauds that tried to front

Watch ya back, stop pullin' those little stunts

Assault and battery, cause I snatched the battery

Off his back, the TV pack

Why pop the rhyme on a rhymer when I kick it

I'd rather spend my time, spittin' on a bigot

Who pumped the pimp that fed the fiends

He got jumped by the brothers in Fort Green

They slapped the mack, that kept us back

Sucker suckin' the hood like Drac

So if ya draggin' us down with the wack attitude

Get up, lookout, get out the way

Move!


[Chorus]

Move!

Get out the way, move!

Move!

One! (heh)

Two!

Three!

Four!


[Verse 2]

Signed, sealed, definition of a set-up

Pourin' it on and won't let up

Cause f-a-l-l-i-n, never applied

To this brother that tried

To let ya know, the folk of the American joke

That kept us broke

Now I'm ready to rap, strong fax I swing

Like Bo Jax, I'm never calm on a bomb track

60 percent three-fifths, constituted

Huh prostituted

Why I'm mad, cause it's written on the paper, right now

The mother fuckers bow

I kicked the lyric about the tricks of the trade

And the money made

Who got the money betcha bottom, dollar bill gonna find

Some rich old bloodline

But the blood is in the mud

Take the whack an attack it like a SCUD

To the patriotic hater that got paid off my people

I'm rude

Lookout, get out the way

Move!


[Chorus]

Move!

Get out the way, move!

Move!

Now we gonna count it down again, y'all ready c'mon count it down

One!

Two! (heh)

Three! (Come on!)

Four! (Terminator)

Heh!

Now now now now now

If you ain't with the program I'm set on, you're just going to get run over


[Verse 3]

Signed, and what I'm gettin' is mine

I bring the noise to town, so let's get down

I cranked the beats, tearin' up the streets and the park

And it ain't Mozart

Jack movin' out, cause the black movin' in, and its old

I said it in Who Stole The Soul?

But 92 brings an attitude, that say I don't give a DAMN!

About the old way

This is a new day

Tell Jack stay in the back

And all the other suckers that don't matter

You got somethin' to prove, scatter

Get out the way

Move!


[Outro]

That's right get out the way, move!

Move!

Get up look out c'mon move!

One more time we gonna count it down

One! (Y'all ready?)

Two! (Help me out come on!)

Three! (At four we gonna break it down, c'mon!)

Four! (Break down!)

Heh!

Cmon!

Now now now now now now now now NOW!

91, PE in full effect

Apocalypse 91 The Enemy Strikes Black

Bomb Squad in full effect

That's right, guaranteed to keep you in gear

It's a Black Thing you gotsta understand

Welcome to the gotdamn Terrordome