Текст песни Keep Moving - Author feat. Rider Shafique

I keep movin'...
I spit flames
Fuelled by my inner pain lies cruel
Don't trouble me and I won't trouble you
I'm just tryna' make it through
Uphill struggles is the ultimate hustle
I play the hand I'm dealt
No reshuffles aloud
Surrounded by these confused crowds who
Cloud my vision
I lose sight of my mission
So proud
Split decisions I'm torn between religions
Forgive me father but I'm diligent and different
Cause I flow like the breeze that blows
Upstream I stroll
Extreme control
He who feels it knows
Feel my pain
I need to escape I can't contain my rage
A caged lion's kings are slaves
The king's insane
My clothes are stained by crimson rain
We pour liquor to appease the slain
I move slicker to escape the shades
The plot thickens
These admissions are my claim to fame

I keep movin'
I move to the beat of the drum
And the heat of the sun
On these streets I keep movin'
Winnin' or losin'
I keep movin' X 2
I must keep movin'

I break the silence with truth
Violently vibrant
I'm armed and ready to shoot
Whispers in the wind
Conceiling the sins of my for-fathers
I must resist forbidden fruits
Feelin' pressure
Pay attention to life's lessons
If only I knew what I know now in youth
We live and learn
The tables turn
I see without eyes
Waitin' on the right time to execute
For judgement waits
Fake fathers lessons and doctors
Now is not the time for an excuse
None are excused in this game of life
I must pay the price for this path that I choose
Chosen from the masses
Raised grasses and toasts? of lost passage
My work they cannot be refused
Before I had contact
I tried to escape dead-end contracts
From these chains I'm trying to break loose
I keep movin'