《K I M》是Smif-N-Wessun演唱的歌曲，收錄於專輯《Wrektime b/w K.I.M.》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：K I M
- 所屬專輯：Wrektime b/w K.I.M.
- 歌曲原唱：Smif-N-Wessun
- 歌曲語言：英語
歌曲歌詞
When the booms bye close yo we got to keep it moving
When your shorties act up aiyo we got to keep it moving
When the spilly get hot straight up we got to keep it moving
When sh*t just don't stop yo son yo we just got to keep it moving
Whose that knocking at my door
Hope it's a friend of me cuz we at war wit the enemy
We keep eyes out for spies out in our cipher
All man trifler if I'mma take a life then I'ma die of lifer
Unless I control the stress ease off roll off the set get wit tek
Walk around again wit mr brown and his Jamaican friend
Never to sleep again unless I want my life to end
Take a rest blood let me take watch of the battlefield
Mr ripper mp do these'll kill
Any and every enemy befriended we
Don't believe the forefront of the industry
Cuz your man makes the brain feel soothing
Constant elevation so we gotta keep it moving
Now when ya set gets hot we got to keep it moving
And when it's time to get dough we got to keep it moving
It's time to big up the spot kid so let's get it moving
Gotta let these heads know time to get it moving
From dusk to dawn I get it on wit the world
I face drama that trace from me back to my momma
So to be a man the plan is to never sit
Where I lay my head to rest at night less my guns right
Under my pillow or right near me
Nightmares don't scare me but what happens at night got me leary
So fear me cuz I'm like the ones that truce
Wit something in the mid section for protection
I recking you take a second or two
To recollect for a few while I connect wit my crew
And keep it moving and get rocks to bill
Blocks to seal dome ya big up cops to kill
When we on to the con game yo it's got to keep it moving
When it's cee lo bank is low we got to keep it moving
When the dough run out straight up we got to keep it moving
When the stash is gone aiyo we got to keep it moving
We coming through all you hear is ten boots stomping
Got you shitting in you're drawers just staring looking watching
What's our next move hope it's not in you direction
Cuz you know you're f**ked up and left home without connection
Coward a** niggas want beef wit the ruckus in us
Pawn box that a** and shift ya back to ya sender
It's all about reality
Now follow me into the thoughts of a high mad man
Knuckles all swollen blood dripping from my hand
Kinda lost it for a sec cuz I snap now and then
Every since the beast threw his glock to my chin
Now I'm living wit the grudge for the fuzz
Pulling off the buds on the corner wit a group of hooded thugs
Whose the herb of the day don't hate and pay to the cause
That keeps us off all day
I rip the pocket o g c did the shooting
This milli's getting blown so we got to keep it moving
