moving on - trippy j lyrics
i hold the mic like a memory, take out mory its part of me
i’d never lie about it look at test detector section c
you c, i skip over these guys adding ruckus to the game
think of it backwards, love over evol and no pain
i know they would understand ne, they’re lil midgets
3 foot taller, add a line, you, and 2 ls now you’ll see its all bull
if that went over your head, don’t worry, mine too, im 5’2
plus none 8, theres a great test you need to take to be the greatest
if you cannot take it is it really your goal to be great?
numbers arent everything unless youre in the matrix
it makes no sense but i guess thats how god made it
need to take our hoods off, show our strange faces
lets face it, man we’ve been dealt some bad cards
but dont say i can’t halve it, tryna split it with my fam
and the minute that i get a grand, i’ll put it towards my plan
while i’m praising god for giving me all that i have
i just can’t keep moving on no lord
but i take what i got
and i stir every pot
like i’m singing my last song
i can’t keep moving on no lord
so i sing every praise that i can
so i sing every praise that i can
it’s like im frozen in time, thats that zen mode focus
my emotions are always on e, but they’re in motions
minding my business, and life is a busy mess, forced work in the work force, we sold our soul
for money, oh sh-t
oceans of unnoticed old sins hold them in my palm i sold them
old friends said i had owed them, they turned to enemies
my innerme said they were harming me, i need to live in harmony
and to focus but it gets really hard when they say that
i’m getting too concious
i’m just slugging sh-lls at dudes
i’m getting too honest
you better lie down and sleep soon
“you’re really really corny” yeah cause i am the sergeant
you ain’t been a part of it but you’ll see where i started and
they’re feeding us lies thats gerber
cutting up our spirit, gerber
tryna start beef i’ll give him an l and flip his patty, thats a burgler
you’ve never heard of a black sheep like me, bringing the thummer
like mike tyson pr-nouncing summer and i’m tired of being held under woo
i just can’t keep moving on no lord
but i take what i got
and i stir every pot
like i’m singing my last song
i can’t keep moving on no lord
so i sing every praise that i can
so i sing every praise that i can
i see y’all waiting on a slip up
holding your breath, hoping we go away like hiccups
but my clique up, we spit that wisdom
praying on the weak, like scripture
take you out the picture like cropping photos
we on fire like notre dame, no quasi modo
copping promo and i’m getting clicks
more spins than beyblade, imma let it rip
i’m sonning these rappers like bebe, i got h-lla kids
animated plus i got the att-tude
saying don’t listen to anybody who batters you
while you chased your dreams, they folded, and that’s the sadder truth
so you ain’t gotta listen if they mad at you
animated, i’m expending my energy
just to flex on every hater and enemy
they can’t contend with me, i am the centerpiece
they wanna steal my sauce, my recipe
but for em, yeah, i still got empathy
imma treat em like beatles and let it be
so i’ll never let the hate get to me
just grind for yourself that’s the remedy
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