Moving

It comes a point in life when you gotta learn to keep it movin'
 And what I mean about that is, you can't look at a problem
 You gotta look through a problem
 You see the minute you stop, you're dyin'
 And the minute you understand that
 Well, then you can start to live
 Bugzy Malone, you know? Watch this
 Nobody's doin' this for me
 Not even behind closed doors
 Nobody's stoppin' this army
 Cah that's gonna start wars
 I hear they wanna know my story
 But they don't wanna know yours
 That's 'cause I made music to make me feel good
 Not to go on tours
 But I hear that my tours just been booked
 And I'm gonna make dough
 I've never had money in the bank
 Now I'm lookin' at a screen, just watchin' it grow
 Along with my confidence
 'Cause these days I walk with a toxic glow
 I remember the days
 When I couldn't come out my house 'cause I felt so low
 But wait, I was sittin' on the 142
 Or was it the 143?
 Lookin' at my Sony Ericsson Walkman phone
 Nobody rang me
 Then I look at my Nokia
 Cah you know, say that I make money on the streets
 But when you're in a bad place, you don't wanna show face
 And you don't wanna make P
 So I just make music
 Ask Ali Kareem, I was a studio freak
 I fell asleep on the sofa
 And I drifted into the deepest sleep
 I dreamed that I was in solitary confinement
 And I was back in Stoke Heath
 That's where I met failure
 And it's also where I nearly left my dreams
 But I kept it movin'
 I kept on tryin', but I just kept losin'
 More time I'll be in my Beamer cruisin'
 Sometimes, I drop the top
 Just to remind myself that I'm on top
 Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it movin'
 (Swear down, swear down)
 I kept on tryin', but I just kept losin'
 (Swear down, swear down)
 More time I'll be in my Beamer cruisin'
 (Swear down, swear down)
 Sometimes, I drop the top (swear down)
 Just to remind myself that I'm on top (swear down)
 Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it movin' (swear down)
 Swear down
 It's like man wanna see me slow down
 It's like they wanna see my break-down
 Like an old Vauxhall with a rattlin' sound
 But there's no way that I'm gonna turn 'round
 More to the point, do they think I'm a clown?
 Do they think that I made all of this money on the road
 To keep walkin' round my hometown?
 As if I don't wanna see the rest of the world
 As if I wanna see my brother get killed
 As if I didn't keep a couple of toasters around me
 Just in case, some asked to get grilled
 I think they forget that I come from a place so bad
 That people rarely escape
 And the way that I broke the mould
 I swear, I'm like superman with no cape
 You're lookin' at a walkin' legend
 And that's mad cah they just don't know it yet
 I saw my mum breakdown through owin' debt
 'Til the point that my head was goin' west
 But when I've seen my uncle drop the top on that Beamer
 I was so impressed
 That I hit the road with no regrets
 And I, had to do loads of CS
 'Cause I was a persistent young offender
 I hit the road on my agenda
 Nobody could tell me what to do
 'Cause if I got grounded, I'd jump out the window
 Heard my dad could ride a ninja
 So I started ridin'
 I was brought up on loads of lies
 I thought my little sister's dad was mine
 But I kept it movin'
 I kept on tryin', but I just kept losin'
 More time I'll be in my Beamer cruisin'
 Sometimes, I drop the top
 Just to remind myself that I'm on top
 Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it movin'
 (Swear down, swear down)
 I kept on tryin', but I just kept losin'
 (Swear down, swear down)
 More time I'll be in my Beamer cruisin'
 (Swear down, swear down)
 Sometimes, I drop the top (swear down)
 Just to remind myself that I'm on top (swear down)
 Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it movin' (swear down)