count upon a rainy day) But I had no way of knowing And I don't know where I'm going But I'm movin' on I'm movin' on I'm movin' on I know we planned
But I'm movin' on But I had no way of knowing And I don't know where I'm going But I'm movin' on I'm movin' on, I'm movin' on I know we planned to
Traduzione: Passi. Movin 'On.
its all a nigga need, indeed seems I was the seed in greed born in bullshit guns was four-cliped finding my self wheres nuns and poor pits bring it step on
flame (booa!) And bust fifty shots through land and wood grain [Mike D] Nigga, Nigga, Nigga that's me! (That Mike D!) On the trill you dummies! Froze up the whole block on
m dumb Kid Ice is movin' up, so here I come! [Chorus:] [Make way, 'cause here I come!] [Verse 2: Brother Marquis] Marquis is the man, and I'm on a mission
take the name, but keep Skyy-walkin' [Chorus] [Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice] A black thing, from beginning to end Brothers in the business and loyal friends Steppin' on stages, movin
cause we ain't hard to find [Chorus] [Verse Two: C-Bo, B-Legit] I got my locs on hard hat goin to war Breakin them off on sight, stoppin lives like
you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up when the rob me Put another contract on Mobb Deep [Hussein Fatal] I focus my locus thought on
't fix.." [8X] [Pete Nice] Problems problems of the Prodigal end up on the page of periodicals A pinnacle mess, movin blocks to sell blocks Under locks
for the A.M." [MC Serch] No weight on the felt plate, deep bass below rise Needle torture groove, move the record til the wack stride (Schoolin the swine on
to the A.M."] [MC Serch] No weight on the felt plate, deep bass below rise Needle torture groove, move the record til the wack stride (Schoolin the swine on
Jolson and Sambo Low like a buddhist sniffin ? tree But that booty fat bass it ain't movin me To be or not to be on, your FM Step to the AM, the gimmicks
A rack of skirt, kit for a victim A three-stage pleasure on a principle as I step and drop a syllable (yyyyo!) A syllabus spoken by the 3rd on sss-swooin
on Nitro Peace playboy, I'm on my way to the side show Down [Street Name] to the light Let me warm it up, I ( ? ) tight There's a Chevy on my side, windows
I step out with the bailor, move towards the door Slammin behind me, "Yo man, what you in for?" A murder beef, see? And that oughta prove to any fool Don't step
