Teksty:
Cross Movement The In Not Of

danger, increasin' anger Point blank, I smoke another stranger Grip the mic tight, I see the brake lights Hit the back door, I lay down cross the floor

I climb, crossing the shapes of the morning And you and I reach over the sun for the river And you and I climb, clearer, towards the movement And you

at the edge, round by the corner, Not right away, not right away. Close to the edge, down by a river, Not right away, not right away. Crossed the line

phony You spittin' cheesy lyrics like macaroni Call me if you only wanna sit down and write a jam That stands for somethin' Because my passion and rage are highly concentrated This underground music movement

Ville, Killer Mike In the motherfucking building nigga Y'all already know, Killa kill putting it down New South Movement, mo'fucker New South Movement

m the best, true indeed [Chorus 2x] Excuse the Dip (Please) We moving bitch (Move) We the truth, we the proof, get use to this (Yup) Our movement sick (Yea), your movement

turn my cheek I will boldly speak I won't go underground I am not ashamed of the cross I've claimed I know the Spirit behind this force It's not surprising

walls trapped within yellow eyes the cutters drooling face rips apart cuts to the heart disease shown let it out movement crosses crimson light washes

Stop you from doing your best 'Murs for President' Unless we try the innocent'll die You can't close your eyes, keep living in a lie Look, we not helpless, we not