Live (band) - Moving On lyrics

"""Moving On"" Chorus Let the chips fall as they may/ I might rock the shirts but I don't Obey/ I love people y'all whether straight or gay/ Or if they Black or White cause what they got to say/ Now that's what mean something/ Most don't mean nothing/ Life is dark Im just going for green cousin/ I was true as hell. But my team wasn't/ Man I could of stop but I hit the Go bu*ton/ (I'm moving on) Verse 1 I got more power than a push bu*ton start/ I turn my feet and point my finger same as Malcom made 'em march/ Another step closer to my goal/ Im just writing out my heart more than strippers work the pole/ I break it down like the blunts I used to roll/ I ain't smoked in 7 weeks I finally got a clear skull/ I used to think my body drop before my album would/ Baby Mama left and took the kids I guess that's probably good/ I been stubborn/ Wouldn't change for nothing/ What you expect. Im a Taurus. Should of seen that coming/ Man I just walking to the beat of my own tune/ It's like I'm living everyday with a full moon/ Trying to reach for glory. In a world of gloom. A knock ya head down. But cha not doom/ Nope. I got so much to be proud of/ I keep my head up and give a f** about the doubters/ Cowards/ Can't even use they own brain/ Gotta leach off the next man just to maintain/ Crying shame/ Mama told me be my own person/ Pa** the message down and hope I never see my daughters t**ng/ Nawl, I work hard just to get here/ Man-, I thank God that Im still here/ Cause the things that he put me in front of/ A turn a normal man around and make 'em be a runner/ (So) Chorus Verse 2 Im taking off quick as clothes in a s** scene/ Future looking brighter than a set a new head beams/ And everybody trying to be the next thing/ Im feeling more pressure than a jet stream/ I shut my eyes, and try to day dream/ Do I gotta be a Mr. T to make an A-team/ Man my stomach hurt, my head aching/ I want the world to hear me, I been waiting-/ When my time gone be/ I wonder will I die before they hear my di/a/ry/ Just diarrhea on the whole game/ Born Vance but give 'em Veto as a code name/ Can't use a code in the game of life/ (Nope) You gotta shake ya hands and roll the dice/ Ya can't take everyones advice/ Or be a hot shot and get your a** sniped/ Man Im just trying to get to where Im going/ I don't need no magic motives Im just moving for the moment/ Damn, I still sag my pantaloons/ I ain't famous or wanted/ Im my own biggest opponent/ Dog, Im just keeping it a billion/ Lego stack it up and keep building/ How long do I plan to make a k**ing/ Till my casket drop. Lord willing/ (So) Chorus Im moving on, Im moving, Im moving on."