Move!

Back in, packed out Pack in, last out How you dissing With a glass house Asking, how you Make it there I must know now How you ain't moving yet You better move You better move I can go on and on You better choose You want to compete with me You gonna lose You better move You gotta move Okay I'm missing peace and Mr. Lee Convict my villainy I'm history And like I fit the bill and pay the fee Amazing me that ain't the week That I expect to land at feet And like a manatee I see cows And pigs wanna handle me And hand down my new misdemeanor I don't really mean to be hurting no people In fact I believe in a reason to live And can't no one be judging but God up above Sometimes I be thinking if we could just fly to Him Pop out the trunk maybe you could say hi to Him I don't know, Idaho Potato gun at the hip, I itemize And find the flow, and hide the hope Can I come over, like the Mona Lisa Hanging up on the mantle Dealing with ghosts I'm a Dan Phantom Like, uh, damn, ham sandwich Man to Manson Hand in hand The combat cannot handle fans And climb back to Atlanta mansion Might kill everybody around me Might hope that a lot of you found me My state is irate that you cannot allow My nights late when I come into town They heard I'm Filipino, Philippians Dropping scriptures into me and Study things like triangles, and I ain't know like Adam Eve Pythagorean theorem Add the a into the pot A soup of rocks I'm going off Like Curry shot And curry rice It's nice to know That I am not Another character on the side Back in, packed out Pack in, last out How you dissing With a glass house Asking, how you Make it there I must know now How you ain't moving yet You better move You better move I can go on and on You better choose You want to compete with me You gonna lose You better move You gotta move You gotta move like a middleman Ain't got nothing to be doing 'til dinner man Gotta be eating at least And the healing is not in the physical Gin in the body, the gen is millennial How do you move at the pace of centennial Gotta go fast like I'm sonic Can't focus on rolling up blunts or the tonic I'm minding my business and moving through time like a Minuteman How you 'gon sell all them tickets man How you 'gon feed all the fam Dependent on what you been doing so what is the plan Look in the mirror can't see who I am Booking it, running can't look in the past Thinking 'bout limits and asthma attacking The facts, and the slack that they giving but this is not that Next is how to not lack How they look me in the face And still be stabbing in the back Got me losing my faith Jumping straight to the ledge They been sitting on the porch 'Goin straight to my head All the things I can't afford Ford gonna turn into Honda Honda 'gon turn into Lexus And next is the deadest of depots Wakanda is power and power is effortless Edelman how I been catching the stuff that you say to me Ain't no repaying me, laying foundation and they agree I am the youngest to say it is fate to me Catering, haters can eat on this Pedigree Back in, packed out Pack in, last out How you dissing With a glass house Asking, how you Make it there I must know now How you ain't moving yet You better move You better move I can go on and on You better choose You want to compete with me You gonna lose You better move You gotta move