Lord, I've got to keep on moving Lord, I've got to get on down Lord, I've got to keep on moving Where I can't be found Lord, they're coming after me
Woh oh Push on through Woh oh Lord, I got to keep on moving Lord, I got to get on down Lord, I've got to keep on grooving Where I can't be found (Where
Traduzione: Marley, Bob. Keep On Moving.
that's why I've got to get on thru Lord they coming after me Lord I got to keep on moving Lord I got to get on down Lord I've got to keep on moving Where
: Lord, I've got to keep on moving Lord, I've got to get on down Lord, I've got to keep on moving Where I can't be found Lord, they're coming after me
em throwin up blocks They claimin they whip pots, got the streets on lock And they don't take no disrespect and keep their heats on cock And if they
around like I got a S on my chest Tech on my left, gangstaz wit me ready to step. (Jeah) I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest Not flat lookin
bedrock on the bed of rocks I could never get bored I write about Hugsley vs Wibble Force, fuck writin killer chorus Copenhaven curriculum of metaphors Everything from Bob Marley
got me in lock down what's up to the herb man smugglin' ... now they got me in lock down shootouts to Method Man, Redman, Bob Marley 2pac keep ya head
popping on some heat shit Bitches you love and sleep with, be baking me dick Do our thing, while you niggas hang on Memphis Bleek dick Find us in the club, fifty deep on
My cousin's name was Shaka, for short we called him 'Aka I flip it on wack MC's because to me they flow like caca [Pras] You boogie move the groove,
