Luyện nghe bài hát Move On Remix

[Joe Frequency!

Ortiz]
YAOWA! What's up my
You say name is John?
Ortiz
Yeah I know, I'm familiar with the interview shit
I know you gon' ask
I got you, don't stress it

No I don't respond with answers that fit a
So the repetition'll make a flip
We in the game of smoke and mirrors, engineerin a bigger spliff
blowin circles out mouth, gettin praised but the shit'll shift
I never lived a myth, if I it I did it
Never alleged, word to dead I a fifth (boom!)
I made my housing a strip, movin medicine and nicks
I seen 'em comin I jetted from them pricks (ohh!)
And still to this day though she clean I wish my never sniffed
But the hurt is makin me with this gift (look)
I'm with this ink you could, die in a blink and
Y'all got the nerve to ask me why do I and
sometimes I cry when I think and
Y'all there when them tears bein dried by the sink (damn)
It was cold in the winter, my community centers who me dinner
I mind, my table chairs gave me splinters (haha!)
Set up to be loser but was made to be a (look)
If they paint I bet my face be in the picture
If wrote a rap bible bet my name be in the scriptures
If say I'm her idol bet her face be in my zipper (woo!)
I came a long way from the in my scrilla
on my pants, hardly had a gut
The ladies ain't wanna dance so house would suck
All my on the wall, I'm in the hall with a couple
Nah I ain't complainin, just y'all what it is
So if y'all goin through it now just know another kid
made outta nothin, well I'm frontin, I was never nothin
Older used to tell my mother "Ain't he somethin?" (oww)
I look at a lot of you and laugh
Cause I'm the shit man, and y'all ain't passin gas
When I I'm the definition of mastered craft
And all y'all ask about is Aftermath motherfucker on!

[Chorus: Iyana Dean +
I'm tryin to be, more what it is you see
For every take, do it like eternally
But I won't let it hold me down, I turn it all
I'm on, oh-ah, oh-ahhhh, yes I'm movin on

Budden]
I gotta my own interview
Since niggaz do my interviews focus on whatever's miniscule (like!)
Or paint me as a cynical, but the canvas'll you (dawg)
You can't go beyond there's no limit to
If I think hip-hop is dead I it's being revived
And that comes from me being
Where the demons get by, see 'em good-bye, if I'm here's why
Come hearin it seein ve-nom-ous lies (oh!)
So the beast in me cries, when it's all you hear
Shit can overbear, just the obey near
And so I try to think straight when you stare in the rear
Rest in peace Shakir, nigga yeah!
I'm on another label, not other label
mean it's no longer my problem, it's theirs
Some say a conspirac'
I say if on the throne, that's just more motive to kill the heir
Ask me "Pump it Up" and I'ma think you SHEEP
Or you not know I'm DEEP!
I'm so off of so y'all could SoundScan every week
Me? I got my lil' man every week
Jersey City loves me despite beliefs (why?)
Cause they was baby steppin, I showed 'em how to (ohh!)
Ask me about - I'ma change the topic to lyrics
and then brag, plus at you like a fag
I love e'rybody, ask 'bout who I beefed with
burned the bridge but they was standin underneath it
I'm on my grind, huntin
Was old since I was young, me Benjamin Button
And usin slang just for you to be cool
Cause I go BACK to it was cool to be you
I'm a (nah)
No I mean I'm from "Heroes," y'all chase zeroes
Muh'fucker I just got finished hatin ME feelin like a
They played DeNiro, never been though
So before next thought, understand
Know it's MUCH more to me the man
that or move on

Da 5'9"]
My reflection of Scarface and Preme's soul
Before Jordan was wearin fo'-five, I look like this, I just seem old
But I had to bleed the blood of a motherfucker
to clean clothes and touch what a king holds
The real market is harsh, everything goes
from foes to who you was doin fo'
But I cut 'em off and move on to the new
New chasin my new ends with new threats
my dreams fold, like a stack of bills
in the pocket of who ain't tryin to push up
But we the
You handle this shit if you was standin before us carryin a pooper-scoop
You dealt with shady shit? I dealt with Shady
But I'm the only one can truly say I with Shady's shit (that's me!)
I mean that with all respect to and Sheck
But and Marshall is all you get (that's it)
My flow's superb, I love Rosenberg
What I say in a track, just words (woo!)
Baby boy forgive me, I'm just
I can change into anything niggaz want me to be like Mystique
I don't dig deep
To realize bought Big Proof a big jeep
Because he deserved it; how can I
the same way Shady did over him he knew him when he attended Osbourne? (yes!)
I'm sorry (sorry) I knew it went left (left)
I ain't into fuckin my family like
If you remember Ice to be my life's interest
Tell my wife just had a princess
Since I up with Em it's nothin else
I can move on from, so who wants some?
Like a jar of Poupon
You gotta ask in any car, one of them move on

I]
When fans my interviews
They think I'm in a swimmin pool with who been abused
So they turn into strippers makin they in the nude
One in the middle blowin my inner tube, while the interviewer's ridiculed
Is this your vision? let me give you a little jewel
Any dude who sit in my tennis shoes is missin SCREWS
Don't get it misconstrued, get this shit confused
I'm two from prison food, I'm a different dude!
Pistol in my man, still in Long Beach man
Hopin if my don't help me get out, my speech can
I been in the streets longer than Yao wingspan
You can be MTV, be C-SPAN
I deal politics, bandannas and hollow tips
Half you rappers follow this, role can swallow DICK!
Was stressed out over cash
Hip-Hop used to console my soul, now a bunch of assholes
Rap about a dance I'm targetin cops
Spit some shit for Oscar Grant, hit the sergeant with
him a (Ghost) like he part of The Lox
I won't stop recordin, 'til I'm makin harder than 'Pac's
If it don't happen, at least a nigga know he right there (I'm there!)
Every memory under my Dodger a nightmare!
As a kid I had to steal
And now the best you have to ask me, "Is this a real necklace?
Where's your beat from Your feature from Cube?"
These things people confused
Cause they I leave speakers abused, I eat the EQs
I eat through the beat, what's the secret? I think the SHOES!
in Cali niggaz blaze and stress
Waitin on "Detox" to the West, ha ha
if the shit is dope it ain't givin you niggaz hope
unless your signature's wrote on a from Interscope
NOPE! on

[Crooked I - over
Move on West, Coast,
West move on
And all that shit in the past about me bein on Death
on

SLAUGHTERHOUSE!!