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    Sadat X

    Move On

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    (feat. Diamond (D.I.T.C.), Shawn Black)
    [Sadat X, Diamond, Shawn Black talking]
    Check it, check it, check it the new reign
    Yeah, Wild Cowboys, 1-2-1-2 yeah
    Diamond D, D-I-T-C, the Crates
    Brand Nubian still up in here, no question
    Im Shawn Black, so stop asking me questions
    [Verse 1]
    This solo thing Im doin here is real to me
    The most serious thing in my life, I can say up to this point
    My reputation is at stake, this where the men are mad
    Separate me from the sons put me with the big guns
    My energy now radiates from leads, grow trees
    Im every time like crime on frustrated black men
    Hey you and ya buddy, yall both need to study
    That my past records shows my pros is untraceable
    Flows will lace that ass, full fold in and
    Im nice now, five years ago way back in the beginning
    When I was runnin in back yards
    While people was playin cards
    And eatin barbecue, Im one of the only few
    Sayin take that pork off ya motherfuckin fork
    Then they would front and cut out the mic
    And Id be out on my bike
    Now Lil Mo was there, Marvin Spark was there
    This is in the eighties now, the start of my long career
    [Hook]
    Move on, black man, move on
    Move on, black man, move on
    New year, same game, same shit goes on
    New year, same game, same shit goes on
    [Verse 2]
    We was young cats playin Latin quarters
    We was playin roof top, yeah dont stop
    And I was there at Union Square when KRS-One did his thing
    So yall know what Im bringin to this ball game
    I got stacks of rhymes and papers and notes
    Lil phrases written and my catchiest quotes
    I free them Hatians off them boats and give em the finest ocean liners
    I hate brothers thats walkin but mentally in recliners
    Hey whos that behind with the plastic and them scanners
    In the year 2000 will ya be on ya manners
    In concentration camps, wet floors and cold
    And population control keeps ya welfare comin
    No more big fams, Uncle Sam damns
    And this MC Big Brother want the platinum
    At your expense, niggas aint been heard from since
    I walk light and carry the big stick
    Give out my views to blacks and Jews and whoever choose to get hit
    With my shit Im like the snowball effect
    And yall should all stand erect when I pass
    Corporal with the ranch groove style, leadin profile
    First leave the whole crowd thirsty and wet
    Wild Cowboys leadin New York and thats my set
    Im down with Lil L and my man Akinyele
    I love her but I cant stand her mother
    Me and her brother aint had the blessings to lead
    Kind of hard that Im the G-O-D
    [Hook]
    [Verse 3]
    Yeah my rent is due and the phone bill too
    Long distance is dead, got to see ConAir
    All of these bills is risin in my head
    But wait I got the child support
    Got the car note as the after thought
    Got the school loan then after college that was blown
    Did I forget with my car a lot of tickets I owe
    Now niggas hate, my youth it constantly grows
    Always need clothes, hey thats how it goes
    Word, and my wife, I gotta keep my home life in tact
    Some of her friends try to end me then try to act friendly
    Thats that bullshit, yo now thats that bullshit
    Now my crew all money and Im tellin em to hang on
    Im tryin to hang but sometimes that dont be workin
    Nigas talkin about gettin a package and goin down South and murkin
    In Carolinas or to VA with the stash spot
    Tryin to hit the jackpot, tryin to hit the jackpot
    [Sadat X, Diamond (D.I.T.C.), Shawn Black ad-libs]
    [ Move On Lyrics ]
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