I walk the earth/ With my heart on my sleeve/
The last dragon/ A madman/ In the garden of Eve/
With Adam/ Part of me leaves/ But a part of me eats/
The apple/ And sees equality's a marketing scheme/
I had to/ Part of me grieves what a part of me needs/
I felt like I'd let Mary Magdalene come swallow my seed/
I couldn't conceive the way/ Much less follow or lead/
Been missing so long/ My face is on a carton of cheese/

And when the chips are down/ And the skies are grey/
And when I look to you/ Just to find my way/
And when you /Say it's there/ But I know that it's not/
I end up back on the road less traveled of Hip Hop/

We keep it movin’/
I don’t know if I can take a next step/ We keep it movin’/
I don’t know how much in me I got left/ We keep it movin’/
We keep it movin’ ‘til we run out of breath/

They think we slow and stupid/ But we show and prove it/
Seems the only nuisance is that truth is like cupid/ It’s so elusive/
Through the wet dreams/ Of reckless schemes/ Another neck swings/
From a red brick tree/ Streets is deadly/

And when the moon is full/ And my lungs are black/
And when I/ Jump at shadows and thunder cracks/
And when you/ Try to stop me/ But stumble back/
That’s when Hip Hop gets me on track/ So relax/

I walk a balance beam/ So many in my community challenge me/
They’re usually sad to see/ And die gruesome and tragically/
His majesty/ Undisputed/ And a human catastrophe/

A beautiful masterpiece/ In a luminous galaxy/
Confusion it carries me/ Through this translucent insanity/
Of coonery blasphemy/ That’s used unabashedly/
To fuel the veracity/ Of these crews that’s attackin’ me/
But instead of wack MC’s/ I’d rather battle reality/
But I guess that’s life/
That’s what I told my last employer when I quit my 9 to 5/
‘Cuz hip hop is my 9 to 5 and my 5 to 9 and my next 9 to 5/
Until the day I die and reach my next lifetime/
And when you see me in a year 3000 speakeasy/
In a black dasheki/ Sparkin like Mawadi Mobeke/
With every monitor gleaming/
See my mom’s is a genius/ Pops is a phoenix/
And I’m the map to them/ Unlockin’ their secrets/

And when the road is forked/ And I have to choose/
And when I wonder why/ I’m so damn confused/
And when you tell me how much I stand to lose/
That’s when Hip Hop gets me in tune/ So I move/

I move/ With purpose Executing a sound plan/
The groove/ Rhythm electrocuting the sound man/
The news/ Consider me history’s soundtrack/
And who?/ Dyalekt/ Don’t give a damn if I sound wack/
And count that/ Same guy/New place/Same smile/New face/
Same candidate and I’m runnin a new race/
You screwface/ Cuz you see old love as new hate/
So I’ma keep walkin ‘til you wake up like School Daze/

And when the chips are down/ And the skies are grey/
And when I look to you/ Just to find my way/
And when you /Say it's there/ But I know that it's not/
I end up back on the road less traveled of Hip Hop/

I’m not afraid to die/ I’m afraid of time/
It passes quickly/ And one day will leave me behind/

Until that day comes/ We keep it movin’/
Until that day comes/ We keep it movin’/
Until that day comes/ We keep it movin’/
We keep it movin’/ Stoppin’ now would be stupid