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 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 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 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 when i see you down and i say that ain t no way through hey that ain t no way through hey  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 way back in some city heat when a friend was anybody with food to eat was a lousy life and a leaking roof we got up to find that truth make a drum from a garbage can and allow your tongue to be a man when the beat propels you offa your seat we got it made in the cold concrete 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 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 come on 