[Intro:]
AEIOU and Sometimes Y

[Chorus:]
Once and a while we got to move these vowels
Once and a while we got to move these vowels
If I got styles and you got styles
Then once and a while we got to move these vowels

[Verse 1: Speedis Tone (A)]
I specialize in snatching vertebrae
Break your anatomy down to A, call me atomic sensei
AKA B.J. McKay and my best friend Bear
Will hit you with Shirley Murdock and y'all can sing 'As We Lay'
What you gonna do, nothing cause you pootay esé
The one that Prince saw wearing the raspberry beret
Enter VA., so my super can perform dismay
You'll be a boy in a man's hood looking like Trey
Getting faded like the redbone from Zhane
Think you tough in leather I'll rob that ass like Runny Ray
You that n***a that was with jade still trying to walk away
But I ain't finished, hey hey, don't make me call you like (Weeezaaayyy!!!!)

[Verse 2: Mad Skillz (E)]
Aiyo it's me, the M to the A to the D
Skillz ripping drum fills and I end it with a Z
I'm nice on the mic but that ain't hard for you to see
This rap thing I got locked, I swallowed the key#
Now peep the stee, 'cause since the year of '93
I've been known to eat, chew, shit, stew an MC
Quite frankly, the day that you'll see me
Is the same day you'll dunk and jump from the top of the key
Reside on northside but see sometimes I be
Getting biz at the crib of Lonnie B. & and; A.D
Recognized from Japan all the way to NYC
Still feel funny when I see my face on B.E.T
Till the day I die and have a preacher yelling over me
I wanna be known for representing VA vicinity
I shake rapper's off like I do after I pee
Get it clear "From Where???" the debut C.D

[Verse 3: Danja Mowf (I)]
It's hard for me to understand why! People wanna test me when they know
They're gonna die. Me oh my, why they wanna try like a sister with no
Thigh trying to do the butterfly! I, say bye bye like Guy, then dive
Into your a_s buckaroo banzai. Dry your eye, please don't cry, I sing a
Lullabye before I sting you like a horse fly. Of course my, style will
Make you testify. I bet you fry like a pie on an electric eye. F a sword
I ain't no Shang-Hai samurai, but in your boti boy head boom bye bye

O = Lonnie B

Yo! Every since a brother went solo I've been known to grab the
Microphone and kick the Willie Bobo. Far from so-so when it comes to sex
Even your Ho know. We did it To-To style for an hour at the hojo. Here's
A photo of her sucking on me like a rolo, and in this one she was
Cumming or either thinking about some Go-Go. I turned your little Ho
Into a dancer like JoJo, or maybe like Donnie, Poo Poo and Fo Fo. It's
True-yo. I am a Little Vicious like Cujo, cause I keep three Glocks in
The trunk of my Peugeot. Mess around you'll be missing like that crew
Called Menudo. They wouldn't find you if they searched from Mercury to
Pluto

U = Kalonji The Immortal

I'm talking to the letter U, as if U were a person, on an abstract
Avenue where I construe. The vowel moving U, into, an accented zoo
That's making you go ooooh. You, be trying to find styles like a clue
So I left old ones on the floor like residue. See what you saying now
To me ain't nothing new, you got a glass jaw making this style see
Through. My brain is a point of view holding knowledge unseen like cats
On a oriental menu. Kalonji the immortal, styles continue, to stay sharp
Like a tuxedo dressed Gingsu. To who, is two, or more too much of a
Crew of true friends who be super like glue. If it's you, don't argue
Cause I'll still pursue to move the vowel you asked me by saying was
That you?

Chorus:
Once and a while we got to move these vowels, once and a while we got to
Move these vowels, If I got styles and you got styles, then once and a
While we got to move these vowels