[Intro: Talib Kweli & Sly Johnson]
Come on
Okay, okay
Let's go
Uh, Uh Yeah
Check it out
Yah

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli & Sly Johnson]
I got experience, how many books you truly read?
Oh, the horror like a gloomy set
Zombies movin' slower than the syrup that be oozing out the movie died
I ain't a perfect man, I'm trynna do what [?] says
I got a wife and I try to protect her, yeah
Cause' the broken heart is the side effect of the lie detector
She like the fly spectrum
I try to check hеr sometimes defеctive, like make us alive and fly the vector
(Peace) I rhyme religiously, I live vigorously
Black man hate the nigger in me
You diss me, I'll be the bigger MC
Literally and figuratively, spit on you and spit to the beat, word
It's so complete, It's so spiritual
I know God personally, my flows' a miracle (I missed you)
You praise the Lord and raise the sword
I turn the words to flesh, this the resurrection you was prayin' for
Move on, (Low, low, low, low)
People, you gotta move on, (Low, low, low, low)
Come with me, so fast (Low, low, low, low) So people you gotta be movin' on
[Verse 2: Talib Kweli & Sly Johnson]
Does the, writers progress have to be writers conscious?
The writer's bomb shit, this is the writers' conference
Writing nonsense, rhymes to the right is complex
Yet it's still so simple for you to process
It's like black hair, that's why they always pick it
It's like cash man, you love the way it's fittin'
We share the same sentiments, but I say it different (Word!)
Thats why they pay for the play, I'm on my way to kick it
Wait until the weight is lifted
But that dont ever happen
Until the bucket gets kicked, I'll be forever rappin'
Still n***as forever nappin, it's time to wake 'em up
Treat 'em like weed on your CD and I break 'em up
Play the cut like a DJ
I sign your CD, let you flip the bitch up on eBay (Get paid)
Just be sure you get my next release (Word!)
So wanna put the chicken in the pot
Each one of my kids could get an extra piece
Ever since you've been gone (Low, low, low, low)
People, you gotta move on (Low, low, low, low)
People, you gotta move on (Low, low, low, low)
Come with me, so fast (Low, low, low, low)
So people, you gotta be movin' on (Low, low, low, low)
Move on, move on, move on (Low, low, low, low)
[Outro: Sly Johnson and Talib Kweli]
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Yes indeed, yes indeed
You gotta be movin' on
You gotta be movin' on
You gotta be movin' on
You gotta be movin' on
People, you gotta be movi—