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P.M. Dawn - Rapper’s Paradise V - Gotta Be... Movin’ on Up
Rapper’s Paradise V
Disc 1
01. When the Rain Begins to Fall
02. All My Love
03. Hit Me Right
04. The City Is Mine
05. I Want to Know What Love Is
06. Sock It 2 Me
07. Burn
08. Heartless
09. Playaz Need No Love
10. Requiem (of a Junkies Dream)
11. The Party Continues
12. Be Like Mic
13. Wishin for a Star
14. Slang Editorial
15. Here Come the Horn
16. Gotta Be... Movin’ on Up
17. Dangerous
18. Runnin
Disc 2
01. It's All About the Benjamins
02. Fix
03. Ill Na Na
04. The Devil Is Dope
05. One Step
06. Stay a While
07. If You Think I'm Jiggy
08. Ride the Rodeo
09. Rare Species
10. Before We Start
11. The Man Right Chea
12. Party People
13. All Night
14. Big Will
15. Concerto of the Desperado
16. Nuthin' but a 'G' Thang
17. The MC
18. A Better Tomorrow
We be movin' on up, (la, la, la, la, la) to the eastside
where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky
We be movin' on up, (la, la, la, la, la) to the eastside
And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie
Right, right

Got to take some time to clear my mind
Don't want to think about the problems
Want to leave the west head up to the east side
The way is block I need to get by
Now life is a rocky road, on my shoulders got to bear the load
And if I'm wrong I'm letting you know to throw the negative
thoughts overboard

Hey mamma dry your teary eyes cause,
I'm a do what I can do so we can get right by and-
If I fall down I'm a get on up and make another try
Up top I'm a find a place ain't gonna stop until,
I see the pretty smile on your face
So now you know, we be, we be, we be...

We be movin' on up, (la, la, la, la, la) to the eastside
where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky
We be movin' on up, (la, la, la, la, la) to the eastside
And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie
Right, right

You ain't fresh uh, uh, nah baby
Everybody wanna be a superstar baby
I ain't get the dough to act like I'm better than you
I just got things to do, oh lala, oui oui, freak, freak
you say you want trendy, you say you want sheek
and honey dips, Rubbing on your money clip
Hanging on your place, Boardwalk and park place
Acting all new look at you how you're living
Meanwhile your style is played out like racism
Me I'm fresh out of love, it's quite tragic
When all they want to do is inspect my gadget
and change a superman to Clark Kent
All for the sake of fake amusement
She said "What do you consider fun?"
You can get it, get it (consider yourself done)

We be movin' on up, (la, la, la, la, la) to the eastside
where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky
We be movin' on up, (la, la, la, la, la) to the eastside
And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie
Right, right

Being trying these rocky roads for so long
Still I can hold on
I'm trying to make that door to move on
Papa told me to stay strong
Time has come to make that change
Here comes the sun, there goes the rain
Take that first step to tommorow
Life may bring you joy or sorrow
Now I'm dottin' my i's and I'm crossin' my t's
I'm movin' up and takin' care of my biz

We be movin' on up, (looks like we be movin up) to the eastside
where I can do my bid in a fat ass crib in the sky
We be movin' on up, (la, la, la, la, la) to the eastside
And it looks like we're gonna get some cream from the pie
Right, right