[Verse 1]
The boy stood in the burning slum
Better times had to come
Fate lay in the hands that clap
The muscles that move
The heart to rap
He went up on money street
Wavin' and poppin' to the beat
Off his wits and on his feet
He worked a coin from the cold concrete
[Chorus 1]
Movers and shakers come on
You got what it takes to make it
Movers and shakers come on
Even if you have to fake it
[Verse 2]
Where the highways meets the lights
With a red bandanna, rapid wipes
He shines glass, he cleans chrome
He'll accept what he gets thrown
This man earns 'cause its understood
Times are bad and he's making good
Down on him but he's got it beat
He's working coin from the cold concrete
The boy stood in the burning slum
Better times had to come
Fate lay in the hands that clap
The muscles that move
The heart to rap
He went up on money street
Wavin' and poppin' to the beat
Off his wits and on his feet
He worked a coin from the cold concrete
[Chorus 1]
Movers and shakers come on
You got what it takes to make it
Movers and shakers come on
Even if you have to fake it
[Verse 2]
Where the highways meets the lights
With a red bandanna, rapid wipes
He shines glass, he cleans chrome
He'll accept what he gets thrown
This man earns 'cause its understood
Times are bad and he's making good
Down on him but he's got it beat
He's working coin from the cold concrete
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