When we move

Bouncin', mystic, realistic And simplistic, spirits visit How we live it, it's intrinsic Kismet kissed it, it's smeared like lipstick Colorful on our souls A mouth full of gold or a drummer's roll Stories get told about us That's why things so blah without us Wherever we are, you can feel the prowess Whenever we move, yo, we turn the style up I'ma just give Black power its flowers Whether in the projects or the palace Even when the pale horse tried to gallop And stir, stir it up, we kept the balance We move in silence, we move the loudest Ancestors in my dreams, they move the wildest