Move On

Текст песни A - Move On <br/> 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