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Footwork (feat. ThiefofBaghdad and DJ Jet) Video (MV)






C.Shreve the Professor - Footwork (feat. ThiefofBaghdad and DJ Jet) Lyrics




What's good y'all?
Shreve here, glad you could join
Hope you're well

See I don't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus

I know y'all don't love us, I know it's all fake
But that's alright today because it help us all relate
Now what's the weight? dump the woes, leave em all froze
They ain't used to your motion, well let em all go
I been grown since my dad left
Learned the game from a bad ref and all the madness in the past tense
I'm past that, and I been, I been on a fast track
They'll double cross you just to link up like a hashtag
I lack nothing in ability, MC artillery
Designed to make you move like a millipede

Footwork, well let me see how your feet work
Move em like the floor's hot and the heat hurt
Footwork, why on't y'all feel up on the beat first
Jetty got the fresh cuts lookin like a meat clerk
And I been growin since my feet first reached Earth
Funny how to feel the sky you gon need dirt
Work ain't nothin when you grown, gimme a clean shirt
It's a whole lot of blood and sweat up on this dream search

I on't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus
I on't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus

I'm so grown, this is my zone
I get on the microphone and let my mind roam
I feel so alone, yeah my writtens so known
So I tend to get gone and flip it straight off the dome
Well I loaned the style out, now I want some interest
I been about the art but I ain't been about my business
Cuz sales don't feel stylish but they stoke the mileage
And I'm on the road tryna rise up to the challenge
Of balancing the love in my life with these lyrics
Rhythms got me feelin these spirits I gotta cherish
My self perish in the flame, universal gain
We can speak thru one another what we can't contain
I refrain from reformin and focus on performance
And if we don't connect then the form ain't important
What I'm impartin is really just a reminder
You got everything that I could teach all inside ya

Footwork, let me see how your feet work
Move em like the floor's hot and the heat hurt
Footwork, why on't y'all feel up on the beat first
Jetty got the fresh cuts lookin like a meat clerk
I been growin since my feet first reached Earth
Funny how to feel the sky you gon need dirt
Work ain't nothin when you grown, gimme a clean shirt
It's a whole lot of blood and sweat up on this dream search

I on't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus
I on't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus

Footwork, let me see how your feet work
Move em like the floor's hot and the heat hurt
Footwork, why on't y'all feel up on the beat first
Jetty got the fresh cuts lookin like a meat clerk
I been growin since my feet first reached Earth
Funny how to feel the sky you gon need dirt
Work ain't nothin when you grown, gimme a clean shirt
It's a whole lot of blood and sweat up on this dream search

Aye, up on this dream search
Lot of blood, sweat, and tears on this dream search
Aye, but I don't think y'all love it
Aye, when push come to shove it
And when they think outside the budget
Aye, until I kick the bucket
I'ma bring that f*ckin ruckus
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What's good y'all?
Shreve here, glad you could join
Hope you're well

See I don't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus

I know y'all don't love us, I know it's all fake
But that's alright today because it help us all relate
Now what's the weight? dump the woes, leave em all froze
They ain't used to your motion, well let em all go
I been grown since my dad left
Learned the game from a bad ref and all the madness in the past tense
I'm past that, and I been, I been on a fast track
They'll double cross you just to link up like a hashtag
I lack nothing in ability, MC artillery
Designed to make you move like a millipede

Footwork, well let me see how your feet work
Move em like the floor's hot and the heat hurt
Footwork, why on't y'all feel up on the beat first
Jetty got the fresh cuts lookin like a meat clerk
And I been growin since my feet first reached Earth
Funny how to feel the sky you gon need dirt
Work ain't nothin when you grown, gimme a clean shirt
It's a whole lot of blood and sweat up on this dream search

I on't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus
I on't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus

I'm so grown, this is my zone
I get on the microphone and let my mind roam
I feel so alone, yeah my writtens so known
So I tend to get gone and flip it straight off the dome
Well I loaned the style out, now I want some interest
I been about the art but I ain't been about my business
Cuz sales don't feel stylish but they stoke the mileage
And I'm on the road tryna rise up to the challenge
Of balancing the love in my life with these lyrics
Rhythms got me feelin these spirits I gotta cherish
My self perish in the flame, universal gain
We can speak thru one another what we can't contain
I refrain from reformin and focus on performance
And if we don't connect then the form ain't important
What I'm impartin is really just a reminder
You got everything that I could teach all inside ya

Footwork, let me see how your feet work
Move em like the floor's hot and the heat hurt
Footwork, why on't y'all feel up on the beat first
Jetty got the fresh cuts lookin like a meat clerk
I been growin since my feet first reached Earth
Funny how to feel the sky you gon need dirt
Work ain't nothin when you grown, gimme a clean shirt
It's a whole lot of blood and sweat up on this dream search

I on't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus
I on't think y'all love it when push come to shove it
First it was the come up now they can't afford the budget
Til I kick the bucket, I'll be gettin buckets
Put me on a mutherf*ckin stage and feel the ruckus

Footwork, let me see how your feet work
Move em like the floor's hot and the heat hurt
Footwork, why on't y'all feel up on the beat first
Jetty got the fresh cuts lookin like a meat clerk
I been growin since my feet first reached Earth
Funny how to feel the sky you gon need dirt
Work ain't nothin when you grown, gimme a clean shirt
It's a whole lot of blood and sweat up on this dream search

Aye, up on this dream search
Lot of blood, sweat, and tears on this dream search
Aye, but I don't think y'all love it
Aye, when push come to shove it
And when they think outside the budget
Aye, until I kick the bucket
I'ma bring that f*ckin ruckus
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Writer: Christopher Shreve
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