Move On

Chorus:

If I go on my way without you

Woooahh where would I go

If I go on my way without you

Woooahh where would I go

A+:

I'm having flashbacks

Let me relax my dome

My whole joint's blown another soldier won't be coming home

Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva

Ties will never sever

You died tryin' to live better

Did what you had to do and now you deceased

I hope you livin in peace dont even stress that beef

Go 'head and sleep count your blessings return to the essence

Everytime I see your fam word is bon I feel your presence

It's all over bearing witness like jehovah

Ain't nothing strange unless you watch your range like a rover

Follow me son, what's done is done, forgot it

God bless his soul while his body's underground rotting

We won't forget you let a brother try to dis you

I swear to god he better have a blade and plus a pistol

Forever miss you got babies that wanna kiss you

Shining like crystal, and at your wake I pass your ma a tissue

Chorus 2X

He was only thirteen when he burst his splean

The shot was fatal

He died right there upon the kitchen table BLAOW

It happened all alone in his house

Not a creature was stirrin', not a roach or a mouse

And I was just with him, playin' Sega

And buggin' on the horn with some honeys like a couple of playas

And now he's gone

I'm speakin' on my man K-Shawn

Forever on my mind mentally as I kick my song

He used to talk about the box in the closet

Where his pops kept a glock and all the safety deposits

Now he stressed, fiendin' just to hold some heat

I guess it came from all the stories that he heard in the street

I can't explain it, it's ill how we used to feel

I used to tell him stop playin' wit that chrome-piece steel

He never listened, and now my man is missin' in action

I blame it on the fools in the street that's always blastin'

Chorus 2X

Aiyyo my dreams are filled with terror

Shots gettin' nearer

Paralyzed and right in front of my eyes it's gettin' clearer

A tragedy resulted from a brother's bad scratch

Tried to rob a deli but the gat he had was raggy

Bullets sprayed, ricocheted and automatically

Hit a bystander, young girl named Amanda

The slugs in her back by this cat buggin' no crap

Another rugrat, somebody tell me where the love's at

Was only seven already on her way to heaven

She reached her day and now she won't see her wedding

Some might say that this was destined or something

But her parents only had one child and now they left with nothing

Book all that flix and when they daughter was six

Before they moved from the bricks and got caught up in the mix

They thought things would get better now they stressed forever

They last vision was image of a blood-soaked sweater

Chorus 4X