Joell Ortiz - Move On lyrics

Alright! Whassup my nigga?
You say your name is John? Joell Ortiz
Yeah, yeah I know I'm familiar
With the interview shit
I know what you gon' ask
I got you, don't even stress it
No I don't respond with answers
That fit a script
So the repetition'll make a nigga flip
We in the game of smoke and mirrors
Those engineerin a bigger spliff
Blowin circles out they mouth
Gettin praised but the shit'll shift
I never lived a myth, if I said it I did it
Never alleged, word to dead I grip the fifth
(boom) i made my housing tenement a strip
Movin medicine and nicks
When I seen 'em comin I
Jetted from them pricks (ohh)
And still to this day though she clean
I wish my mommy never sniff
But the hurt is makin me
Better with this gift (look)
I'm live with this ink you could
Die in a blink and
Y'all got the nerve to ask me
Why do I drink and
Motherfcker sometimes I cry when
When I think and
Y'all ain't there when them tears
Bein dried by the sink (damn)
It was cold in the winter
My community centers who gave me dinner
I ain't mind
My table chairs gave me splinters (haha)
Set up to be loser but was
Made to be a winner (look)
If they paint Hip-Hop I bet my
Face be in the picture
If they wrote a rap bible bet
My name be in the scriptures
If shorty say I'm her idol bet
Her face be in my zipper (woo)
I came a long way from
The staples in my scrilla
Stains on my pants, hardly had a gut
The ladies ain't wanna dance so
House parties would suck
All my friends on the wall
I'm in the hall with a couple
Nah I ain't complainin
Just tellin y'all what it is
So if y'all goin through it now
Just know that another kid
Made somethin outta nothin, well I'm frontin
I was never nothin
Older ladies used to tell my
Mother "Ain't he somethin?"
I look at a lot of you cats and laugh
Cause, I'm the shit man
And y'all ain't even passin gas
When I spit I'm the
Definition of mastered craft
And all y'all ask about is
Aftermath - motherfcker move on! Move on
Move on move on
L-look, look I gotta give my own interview
Since niggas that do my interviews
Focus on whatever's miniscule (like)
Or paint me as a cynical
But the canvas'll limit you (dawg)
You can't go beyond what there's no limit to
If I think Hip-Hop is dead
I think it's bein revived
And that comes from me being inside
Where the demons get by, see 'em good-bye
If I'm anemic here's why
Come from hearin and seein ve nomous lies
(oh) so the beast in me cried
Cause when it's all you hear
Shit get old repaired
Just when the obey near
And so I try to think straight cause
When you stare in the rear
Rest in peace, do as you care, nigga yeah!
I'm on another label, not that other label
That mean it's no longer my problem
It's theirs some say it's a conspirac'
I say if e'rybody's on the throne
That just more motive to kill the heir
Ask me 'bout "Pump it Up" and
I'm a think you SHEEP
Or you must not know I'm DEEP!
I'm so off of music so
Y'all could SoundScan every week
Me? I just got my lil' man every week
Jersey City loves me despite y'all beliefs
(why?) cause they was baby steppin
I showed 'em how to leap (ohh)
Ask me about swag - I'm a change the topic
To lyrics in them raps
Plus look at you like a fag i love e'rybody
Don't ask 'bout who I beef with
They burned the bridge but they
Was standin underneath it
I'm on my grind, Benjamin Hutton
Was old since I was young
Call me Benjamin Button
And stop usin slang just for you to be cool
Cause, I go BACK to when it
Was cool to be you
I'm a hero (nah) no I mean I'm here oh
For heroes, y'all chase zeroes
Muh'fcker I just got finished hatin
ME feelin like a zero
They played DeNiro, never been there though
So before your next thought, understand
Know it's MUCH more to me than the man
Either that or move on yeah, move on
Keep out trouble (ya mean?) good around here
Muh'fcker move on
Don't ask me 'bout no old shit
No choice, either that, or you could move on
It's, it's (mic check one-two one-two)
J to the O!