I get stone bored, I go outta my mind I'm here and I'm there, don't you know I'm free? Gotta keep movin' baby, you and me, hey I can't stay in one place
Tercüme: MC5. Gotta Keep Moving.
Tercüme: MC5. Gotta (Studio Outtake) Hareketli tutun.
Party! (Okay party people in the house) --> MC Ricky D/Slick Rick [ INTRO: Ice-T ] Yo yo, in the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate
Tinted windows, fuck toss in the demos Wrong one son, heavy weights the rap And if you can't start with a hundred best beware for the cap Keep it moving and guns keep
deep Watch my moves getting moved Watch my moods getting moods To survive out here You gotta do what you do Hustling on the corner shouting work Cause if your grinding gotta
start with Experts, Bad and Evil is comin' soon MC's get stuck, head first back in they mother's womb This shit is written, in my eyes I'm the illest MC
, what, what, what, what) We keep on risin' (What, what, what, what, what) We keep on risin' When I look around all I see is record companies And MC'
. And throwing up the neighborhood gang sides, I do my first robbery and now I gotta do time. Nate: My homie told me one day he had a jack move, He
my thing, do your thing Carve my name in your brain, make your head bang Times is kinda critical, that's why I gotta keep it lyrical Simple and plain
hotter than Cali, wicked like Harry And fuck Sally, I rather marry Halle I revive crowds with live styles, don't hang with jive pals Adios, ghost, I'm 5
chrome microphones We 'bout to do it theoretically, insteadibly, to the medley, come on It's the complete Kamal, unique, Fareed, breed That'll keep you broke down like a Ross 5 speed So move
art, imitate, life and people get famous Welcome to the world of showbiz arrangement Where lights, camera, action is the language We was rockin' a jam the other night J5
Waddup Leon, Tito, Kurt, Coco Dread Fuck Robocop, we fill 'em up with robo-lead Gal need advice, told her we can eat a bite Ate the oxtails, you can keep
Da World' secrets, I repeat, he must get into the terminal I want him stopped I don't care what it takes alright? Move out, now, c'mon let's go, let'
, Can't hear, can't think. a-yo el let me lace this. Verse 1: 5 hours a night sleep is what I get No time to sleep I gotta make moves kid So I hustle
box, in front of the crack spot fiend?s fighting over crack rock, dimes the size of golf balls yeah the shits was that hot, having black locs on like MC
