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
Übersetzung: Mc5. Gotta Keep Moving.
Übersetzung: Mc5. Gotta Keep Moving (Studio Outtake).
motherfucker Verse One: Tupac My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it Talkin quick and then I vic just tryin to keep from gettin blasted
will be history [Chorus: w/ ad libs] [Verse 3: Maestro] The Maes, the Maes is smooth and here to soothe you when MC's lose, he keeps improvin 'Cause he keeps
f**king hood(luda, luda) [Verse 2: Ludacris] Everyone come equipped with bangers Throwing up our middle fingers And you know I don't slip so I gotta keep
: "What's your favorite scary movie?" [Em] Yo, Slim Shady! [R5] Yo, Royce 5-9 [Em] Y'all wanna make a movie? [R5] What.. [Em] We got the film right
too cold! Too cold- S-Club 5... "Don't stop moving'" I stop every time I 'ear your music. How the fuck you get caught like data? Cannabis, more like smoking crack! I'm sick these fake MC
y'all cursed cuz [Chorus] *repeat to fade* Keep on rockin the Bridge and keep rockin If the beats stop rockin, the Bridge'll keep rockin
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
