I just, I just keep it moving
I just, I just keep it moving for ya
I just, I just keep it moving
I just, I just keep it moving for ya
Now, how they gon' kill Nipsey, but leave Fairstein
Sucking on America's titty and killing black teens
Well the ting is, I can push the narrative
'Round the area, life carious
And cause hysteria
That make us put up all them barriers up
Cycle up rolling, we been stuck holding
One too many forms of malice in the palace
We call our hearts, shit
You feeling me, you feeling me, you feeling me, you feeling me
Cuz I need peace, the soul and tranquility
The holy trinity broke by hostility
Up in our communities, government full of shit
Niggas on killing sprees
Family break like debris, some bullshit
So none of that, be just God and me
See these niggas been beat
See these niggas repeat
Nigga systemized but the fam gon' still eat
Nigga victimized but the pigs gon' still cheat
Case got beat, left a ma in big grief
Brandish big heat, biggest gang in the streets (The punk ass cops!)
I'll watch through my eyes that are tampered
Cannot tell real like I'm hammered
Flames in the path
Ash all black, like a panther, I last in this manner
Lemme be one with the light, amour
Not in the way with the ammo in my head with the scatter
Brain matter on a cement platter
Off a cracker mad with a blaster (Now that's some shit)
We stuck in a loop, never learn from the dupes
History repeat when your coonish dawg
Just dine on some food for thought, nigga (Bruh)
We been aloof, stuck in a loop
I just keep it moving, moving, moving
We been aloof, stuck in a loop
I just keep it moving, moving, moving
Nigga, I've been tired of this shit since birth but
I'm still an adolescent with a blessed crest
One too many days in the sun
Looking for some friends, made my skin darker
Than corruption in some murky projects out in Norfolk
Gone loco, bro, I keep putting my mind in the wrong niggas
And all the niggas 'round me think I'm crazy
'Cuz I read 'em like a book and ain't no trusting with your fluke
Shoot
Everything is falling, and nothing make no sense
In this funny world, which is spun, broken pendulum
Now everybody's taking sides on a falsified agenda that we living with
Huh, guard your lips and lemme live this life
I got enough tips from the most high and
I got enough tips from them niggas
Asking why I act so sensitive with my big lips, uh
Homie full of jokes, until a nigga with a bit
And a choppa some blast liabilities, hitlist
Yo face on it, who would've knew
Make you another dead nigga on the news
Make you another dead nigga on the news
Oh damn, oh damn, who would've knew
Oh damn, oh damn, who would've knew
Oh damn, oh damn, who would've knew
Everybody, nigga
We been aloof, stuck in a loop
I just keep it moving, moving, moving
We been aloof, stuck in a loop
I just keep it moving, moving, moving
(But I gotta keep it moving for my friends and my family)
(Gotta keep it moving for my friends and my family)
And should I, be alone
And should I, feel this-
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Let's get it, ooh
Calculated distractions, all my actions are passing
And my time is off balance, why I look like I'm Alice
But I feel like the rabbit
Always running out of time, so I'm filling the chalice
Coping stress with the malice
Oh doctor, doctor, see how I keep my palace?
Ain't neat and orderly, quarterly seeped in madness
I'm picking doors to see what is beyond the canvas
They open doors for me soon as they hear the practice
So I skip on in, tryna innovate the sound I'm in
If a nigga had a quarter every once I penned
I could probably go and buy half a billion pens
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Let's get it
And were a lot of you at the performances? (Yes)
So you know what were about then
Um, yea, this is, uh, Mari Kajiwara
Who, not only is a wonderful dancer, uh
But is also, uh, my assistant
Mari is my right hand and left arm
Mari