Joell Ortiz - Move On lyrics

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Joell Ortiz - Move On lyrics

Alright! Wha**up my n***a? You say your name is John? Joell Ortiz Yeah yeah I know I'm familiar with the interview sh** I know what you gon' ask I got you, don't even stress it No I don't respond with answers that fit a script So the repetition'll make a n***a flip We in the game of smoke and mirrors, those engineerin a bigger spliff Blowin circles out they mouth, gettin praised but the sh**'ll shift I never lived a myth, if I said it I did it Never alleged, word to dead I grip the fifth (boom!) I made my housing tenement a strip, movin medicine and nicks When I seen 'em comin I jetted from them pricks (ohh!) And still to this day though she clean I wish my mommy never sniff But the hurt is makin me better with this gift (look) I'm live with this ink you could, die in a blink and Y'all got the nerve to ask me why do I drink and Motherf*cker sometimes I cry when when I think and Y'all ain't there when them tears bein dried by the sink (damn) It was cold in the winter, my community centers who gave me dinner I ain't mind, my table chairs gave me splinters (haha!) Set up to be loser but was made to be a winner (look) If they paint hip-hop I bet my face be in the picture If they wrote a rap bible bet my name be in the scriptures If shorty say I'm her idol bet her face be in my zipper (woo!) I came a long way from the staples in my scrilla Stains on my pants, hardly had a gut The ladies ain't wanna dance so house parties would s** All my friends on the wall, I'm in the hall with a couple Nah I ain't complainin, just tellin y'all what it is So if y'all goin through it now just know that another kid Made somethin outta nothin, well I'm frontin, I was never nothin Older ladies used to tell my mother "Ain't he somethin?" I look at a lot of you cats and laugh Cause I'm the sh** man, and y'all ain't even pa**in gas When I spit I'm the definition of mastered craft And all y'all ask about is Aftermath - motherf*cker move on! Move on... Move on... Move on... L-look, look; I gotta give my own interview Since n***as that do my interviews focus on whatever's miniscule (like!) Or paint me as a cynical, but the canvas'll limit you (dawg) You can't go beyond what there's no limit to If I think hip-hop is dead I think it's bein revived And that comes from me being inside Where the demons get by, see 'em good-bye If I'm anemic here's why, come from hearin and seein ve-nomous lies (oh!) So the beast in me cried, cause when it's all you hear sh** get old repaired, just when the obey near And so I try to think straight cause when you stare in the rear Rest in peace, do as you care, n***a yeah! I'm on another label, not that other label That mean it's no longer my problem, it's theirs Some say it's a conspirac' I say if e'rybody's on the throne, that just more motive to k** the heir Ask me 'bout "Pump it Up" and I'm a think you SHEEP Or you must not know I'm DEEP! I'm so off of music so y'all could SoundScan every week Me? I just got my lil' man every week Jersey City loves me despite y'all beliefs (why?) Cause they was baby steppin, I showed 'em how to leap (ohh!) Ask me about swag - I'm a change the topic To lyrics in them raps, plus look at you like a f*g I love e'rybody, don't ask 'bout who I beef with They burned the bridge but they was standin underneath it I'm on my grind, Benjamin Hutton Was old since I was young, call me Benjamin bu*ton And stop usin slang just for you to be cool Cause I go BACK to when it was cool to be you I'm a hero (nah) no I mean I'm here oh For heroes, y'all chase zeroes Muh'f*cker I just got finished hatin ME feelin like a zero They played DeNiro, never been there though So before your next thought, understand Know it's MUCH more to me than the man Either that or move on Yeah, move on Keep out trouble (ya mean?) Good around here Muh'f*cker move on Don't ask me 'bout no old sh** No choice, either that, or you could move on It's, it's (mic check one-two one-two) J to the O!

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