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Collective Efforts - Movin Forward lyrics
The truth of the matter is that there is no truth Make Eureka send them everything they told you So called "big ballers" working on the pro tools Me, I'm an acid pro stiffer than these old shoes I rock the living room wall as the vocal booth And keep my hands in my pockets so I don't move I choose chillin' over buildin' with the wrong crew A strong vision keeps me livin' with my old views So many people talkin' shit but got no proof "Watch your mouth, son." Speak about what you know, fool Music's a tool used to make souls move You can't play the tunes, you don't even know the groove If I was alone, I never would've grown true Fan tryin' to be prone to make me show I'm proof Old tunes from those that I've been close to Hold truth and they sewn, a little shone through Some folk through with the loop, and come approach you You can't buy soul, it's somethin' that you go through Somethin' you wanna do, it's what you know is true It never comes and goes, it keeps flowin' through I'm through with all the main crews in the lone jewels Ain't amused with ho's clothes and dog doo I keep my eyes on the prize, reach my goals like I know I'm supposed to Ain't gonna let nobody turn me round, turn me round I know, turn me round Ain't gonna let nobody turn me round, turn me round Now what's a matter of fact, I lack time for the back of my mind Lookin' sides, see Miller's really livin' to find Steady bike, live sessions have a blessing to ride you You look into my eyes, see them lookin' to drive you Surprised you, it's my time to shine, it's really nothin' that I'm wantin' but to open some minds The truth lies so minds divides lines to earn crime Damned if me and my man, they takin' a stand Yo, you can play when you're turning around There ain't no holding me back, You can't spin me around with the stone in the track I know you're feelin' the sound Words, Words give you into motion Life lessens the earth and everything is golden Rolling on the grip of "Who cares?" My group shares memories Past to present, don't even ask the question Pass the glass, have a glass of medicine Hoping to heal the pain in me Ain't gonna let nobody turn me round, turn me round I know, turn me round Ain't gonna let nobody turn me round (Ain't nobody) turn me round, turn me round "Watch your mouth, son." Them dirty things that they say All I do's ignore it I know they're mad They hate to see me movin forward If how their living was straight They may be down for it They made me glad For everything they had Them dirty things that they say All I do's ignore it I know they're mad They hate to see me movin forward If how their living was straight They may be down for it They made me glad For everything they had |
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