Well we change from extreme to another Can you help me with my shame? I didn't mean to when I kicked and punched From nowhere this demon came Forgive
for so long But now it's time to to to keep moving along" Keep moving, you've got to keep moving Keep, keep, you've got to keep moving To keep moving
It's been some time Since the smile upon my face Had a sneak preview in town It's been a while since I gave chase It's been some time Since the girl
A train ride to Tuesday A platform far away Scarlet shades of evening Move clouds of gray Awaking arriving The dirty station where He passes crowds of
One night in a cold sweat I heard the call So without fear and free from fright I walked tall As I crept the passages Only just but faint In and out
Scouring through the wasteland with an urge to take anything that comes into view only ten more puffs until bedtime I?ve found eating so time consuming
With the ease of a practiced smile The tears of a crocodile Well shake then wash your hands Of the smell of foreign land The propaganda woman said It
More leverage was passed today From the radio I heard him say I fixed another lock on my toilet door House to house checks will commence throughout Looking
The latest and greatest Amazing arrival No conscience no shame For the game of survival Thieves and villains And fraudulent swindlers Gathered in tribute
waited for so long But now it's time to to to keep moving along Keep moving, you've got to keep moving Keep, keep, you've got to keep moving to keep moving
Traduction: La folie. Keep Moving.
bein sold, but +I+ ain't the one sellin! Don't want to be another number I got a fuckin gang of weed to keep from goin under The federales wanna see
I can get a buck no luck I had to move around a lot 'cause my moms was stuck I had family but I was way too wild had to move to the West to regain my
dope bein sold, but +I+ ain't the one sellin! Don't want to be another number I got a fuckin gang of weed to keep from goin under The federales wanna
[Eat a dick up] ["Stick up, stick up, stick up kids... still don't nothin move but the money" -- Rakim] Verse One: Live Squad Strugglin, jugglin, got
Goodie Mob's "Cell Therapy"] "Listen to me now, believe me later on" I knew I should've had my jimmy hat strapped on "Listen to me now, believe me later on" There's a message to my madness
trying to pull us down with such a mess Why can't they let us live just like the rest And keep us out of all this crazy madness Now when they talk
