K.I.M.-Smif-N-Wessun

When the booms bye close, yo we got to keep it movin' When your shorties act up, aiyo, we got to keep it movin' When the spilly get hot, straight up, we got to keep it movin' When sh*t just don't stop, yo, son, yo, we just got to keep it movin' Who's that knockin' at my door? Hope it's a friend of me 'cuz we at war wit the enemy We keep eyes out for spies, out in our cipher All man trifler, if I'mma take a life, then I'ma die of lifer Unless I control the stress, ease off roll off the set, get wit Tek Walk around again wit Mr. Brown and his Jamaican friend Never to sleep again, unless I want my life to end Take a rest blood, let me take watch of the battlefield Mr. Ripper MP, do these'll kill Any and every enemy befriended we Don't believe the forefront of the industry 'Cuz your man makes the brain, feel soothin' Constant elevation, so we gotta keep it movin' Now, when ya set gets hot, we got to keep it movin' And when it's time to get dough, we got to keep it movin' It's time to big up the spot, kid, so let's get it movin' Gotta let these heads know, time to get it movin' From dusk to dawn, I get it on wit the world I face drama that trace from me, back to my Momma So to be a man, the plan is to never sit Where I lay my head to rest, at night, less my guns right Under my pillow or right near me Nightmares don't scare me, but what happens at night, got me leary So fear me, 'cuz I'm like the ones that truce Wit somethin' in the mid section for protection I reckin' you, take a second or two To recollect for a few, while I connect wit my crew And keep it movin' and get rocks to bill Blocks to seal, dome, ya big up cops to kill When we on to the con game, yo, it's got to keep it movin' When it's cee lo, bank is low, we got to keep it movin' When the dough run out, straight up, we got to keep it movin' When the stash is gone, aiyo, we got to keep it movin' We comin' through, all you hear is ten boots stompin' Got you shittin' in you're drawers, just starin', lookin', watchin' What's our next move? Hope it's not in you direction 'Cuz you know you're f**ked up and left home without protection Coward a**, niggas, want beef wit the ruckus in us Pawn box that a** and shift ya back to ya sender It's all about reality Now, follow me, into the thoughts of a high mad man Knuckles all swollen, blood drippin' from my hand Kinda lost it for a sec, 'cuz I snap now and then Every since the beast threw his glock to my chin Now, I'm livin' wit the grudge for the fuzz Pullin' off the buds on the corner wit a group of hooded thugs Whose the herb of the day? Don't hate and pay to the cause That keeps us high all day, I rip the pocket, O G C did the shootin' This milli's gettin' blown, so we got to keep it movin' Keep it movin', we got to keep it movin'