Higher Minds - Move Forward (feat. AK & Daze) Lyrics

So don't worry yourself
We got to keep on moving
I'm telling you, you just fret for nothing
We got to move forward, forward
Yo I used to be a nice guy
Open doors for the ladies, give them fireflies
When I was bored and I wasn't getting no play
And kinda nerdy, call me Urkel, they're like "no way"
So OK I'm a flip it to the dark side
From Dr. Jeckel to performing with The Pharcyde
I'm on stage and I'm never leaving, save your breath
You'll have to tear this f*cking mic from the grip of death
So everybody if you ever had a soul change
I'm Autobahn, no more sitting in the slow lane
Automaton, so robotic, do the Tin Man
A flying monkey with a shave and a skin tan
But don't you worry little homie, cause I got your back
We all playing on the same team, that's a fact
So kick back with a spliff and a cold beer
In San Diego, where the summer lasts the whole year, yeah
So don't worry yourself
We got to keep on moving
I'm telling you, you just fret for nothing
We got to move forward, forward
Well the question is
How the hell could he be so smashed and still spit so sick
The answer is - he's not a part of the average, stone cold lyrical assassin
I put money up and always get it on the back end
Attracting hustle like metal to a magnet
Deal with different money, different people, different accents
Moving forward, can't catch me back-tracking
So if you give me a chance, I'm make them all dance
Look mommy I could bust with no hands
Cause this be the vibe, to get you out your seat
It's like I'm at a point, don't even try but still exceed
On how they portray me, I can't be knocked
Running through brick walls until God puts a stop
On my forward pacing, bring truth to the nation
And stay ready for the rules of engagement
So don't worry yourself
We got to keep on moving
I'm telling you, you just fret for nothing
We got to move forward, forward
Now I'm not always a wise man
They caught us coming up, saw me on the spy cam
But only one of us pocketed the five grand
And I'm like what the f*ck, it wasn't even my plan
So here I am like, please mister
They caught me in a real pinch, little legal twister
So they test my piss and I'm still as high
Ain't no one ill as I
Crashing the vehicle on the bridge like the chick in Vanilla Sky
I'm frying balls 'till my eyes are liquified
The type of guy to leave authorities mystified
I'm feeling fine, slanging quarters and dimes
Stevie-b, were you ever caught slippin? Four times
So let's ruce, baby two hundred proof
Enough to knock a couple motherf*cking screws loose
Drinking St. Pauli Girl by the deuce deuce
Mix water and wine, call it Jesus juice
So don't worry yourself
We got to keep on moving
I'm telling you, you just fret for nothing
We got to move forward, forward