Krafty - Move On lyrics

[Chorus: Krafty] We don't wanna-wanna But we gotta-gotta Yeah we gotta-gotta Move on So stop stalling The future's calling Time to put your all in Move on Yeah move on Move on [Verse 1: Sneek] Stuck in a rut with these s*uts I don't need f**, I just want all you people to know Sneek And all you below me (ha!) can blow me And if you think you got better sk**s then show me Oh please, I could do with a laugh Sitting in a bath with your fingers up your arse Words hitting hard like an earthquake, ripping up the paths Flipping up the cars, tripping up the tarts Your tits ain't gonna last, I can't be asked with these plastic b**hes Tryna grab your riches and just leave you in the ditches But that's not the life for me I will get that money so I can be worry free Got a voice that hurries me to move on and progress You're as grotesque as a b**h with no breasts But know this, I will succeed f**ing with me is like f**ing with STDs [Chorus: Krafty] We don't wanna-wanna But we gotta-gotta Yeah we gotta-gotta Move on So stop stalling The future's calling Time to put your all in Move on Yeah move on Move on [Verse 2: Krafty] I just crapped out a helicopter, but I don't give a flying sh** Buy my disc - matter of fact, wait for your mate to buy the sh** Be sly and rip every track to your iPod, prick! I'm a bitter spitter, hating - yes! You'd be hating too if you hadn't made it yet Jealous of every cat that's out now I'm at their show in the crowd, screaming MY lyrics outloud It's boredom, I wanna spend years building a fanbase Only to get that big that I start to ignore them I make rhymes, the f**ing great kind And when people get offended I just say that they ain't mine I'm a land mine, don't step to me f** your respect for me, you're a speck to me So all the DJ's hit the f**ing deck for me You ain't coming right - vasectomy! [Chorus: Krafty] x2 We don't wanna-wanna But we gotta-gotta Yeah we gotta-gotta Move on So stop stalling The future's calling Time to put your all in Move on Yeah move on Move on