Move On

Chorus:<br><br>If I go on my way without you<br>Woooahh where would I go<br>If I go on my way without you <br>Woooahh where would I go<br><br>A+:<br><br>I’m having flashbacks<br>Let me relax my dome<br>My whole joint’s blown another soldier won’t be coming home<br>Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva<br>Ties will never sever<br>You died tryin’ to live better<br>Did what you had to do and now you deceased<br>I hope you livin in peace dont even stress that beef<br>Go ‘head and sleep count your blessings return to the essence<br>Everytime I see your fam word is bon I feel your presence<br>It’s all over bearing witness like jehovah<br>Ain’t nothing strange unless you watch your range like a rover<br>Follow me son, what’s done is done, forgot it<br>God bless his soul while his body’s underground rotting<br>We won’t forget you let a brother try to dis you<br>I swear to god he better have a blade and plus a pistol<br>Forever miss you got babies that wanna kiss you<br>Shining like crystal, and at your wake I pass your ma a tissue<br><br>Chorus 2X<br><br>He was only thirteen when he burst his splean<br>The shot was fatal<br>He died right there upon the kitchen table BLAOW<br>It happened all alone in his house<br>Not a creature was stirrin’, not a roach or a mouse<br>And I was just with him, playin’ Sega<br>And buggin’ on the horn with some honeys like a couple of playas<br>And now he’s gone<br>I’m speakin’ on my man K-Shawn<br>Forever on my mind mentally as I kick my song<br>He used to talk about the box in the closet <br>Where his pops kept a glock and all the safety deposits<br>Now he stressed, fiendin’ just to hold some heat<br>I guess it came from all the stories that he heard in the street<br>I can’t explain it, it’s ill how we used to feel<br>I used to tell him stop playin’ wit that chrome-piece steel<br>He never listened, and now my man is missin’ in action<br>I blame it on the fools in the street that’s always blastin’<br><br>Chorus 2X<br><br>Aiyyo my dreams are filled with terror<br>Shots gettin’ nearer <br>Paralyzed and right in front of my eyes it’s gettin’ clearer<br>A tragedy resulted from a brother’s bad scratch <br>Tried to rob a deli but the gat he had was raggy<br>Bullets sprayed, ricocheted and automatically<br>Hit a bystander, young girl named Amanda<br>The slugs in her back by this cat buggin’ no crap<br>Another rugrat, somebody tell me where the love’s at<br>Was only seven already on her way to heaven<br>She reached her day and now she won’t see her wedding<br>Some might say that this was destined or something<br>But her parents only had one child and now they left with nothing<br>Book all that flix and when they daughter was six<br>Before they moved from the bricks and got caught up in the mix<br>They thought things would get better now they stressed forever<br>They last vision was image of a blood-soaked sweater<br><br>Chorus 4X