I just keep moving on moving on
I just keep moving on moving on
Time and time, a brother asks why
The rhyme is not laced with a gangsta touch
I said Simply because I don't live that way
Still kickin' them rhymes rugged and rough
But that won't sell
cause you gotta keep it real
so that we can feel
where you're coming from
Because these streets is ill so if you ain't
killing niggas in rhymes
your whole sound's just bubble gum
I said I won't contribute to genocide
I'd rather try to cultivate the inner side
and try to evolve the frustrated ghetto mind
The devil and his army never been a friend of mine
But niggas don't wanna hear that shit said the brother
Who was obviously totally misled and yelled out
murder murder, kill, murder instilled in the influential walks
Of our kids' heads
Shallow days, you never wanna
Let a brother be a brother
Fully inner to the outer
Caught up in all them hollow nights
Can't escape cause everywhere that I look
People front, and it just ain't right
I said Don't you know the powers that be
are using people as pawns, devouring we
until they see us all gone and outta the scene
And as I passed the chronic, he said look at where I be
I tried to get a job for real
but all the homies hit licks and rob and steal
and keep fat pockets caught in a rut to catch ground
this way's in, plus who could you trust
I said I'm all about protecting mine
but neglecting minds for getting left behind
Why don't you change your environment
He said This is all I know
plus my fam's all that I got, I can't go
I said You gotta make it for the fams
Damn, he said I didn't make the ghetto
The ghetto made the man
I said You're more than just that
Shook his hand, said Damn, you gotta find a way
To break the devil's master plan, peace
Shallow days, you never wanna
Let a brother be a brother
Fully inner to the outer
Caught up in all them hollow nights
Can't escape cause everywhere that I look
People front, and it just ain't right
The word peace is just an expression
Used to say bye when it's time to jet
And them red black and green medallions
Was all just part of the trend, I guess
Hardly ever them around brothers' necks no more
Instead of that gold gats
Inspiring gangstas and macks
Who at the young age of four
Be seeing more drama than war veterans
Instead of learning God's laws
And hip hop is all the ways till we enlist that
To express how we be feeling about this and that
But music does reflect life
And kids look up to what you're portraying
And mimic what you act like
It's time for a new day
An era in rap, conscious styles
Makin' them aware of the happenings
But their ears seem more steered towards
Self annihilation so then they might laugh
And write this off, like I'm out here just
Blowing wind, maybe label us soft or unreal
Something they just can't feel, while they yell
murder murder murder, kill kill kill
I just keep movin' on moving on
I just keep movin' on moving on
Shallow days hollow nights