Smif-N-Wessun - “K.I.M.”
[Emcee(s): Steele and Tek]
[Producer(s): Mr. Walt]
[Sample (Drums): Paul McCartney - “Momma Miss America” (1:59)]

[Intro: Smif-N-Wessun]
Steele: For the ‘94 shots. Keep it moving like this
Tek: Smif-N-Wessun, and we do it like this

[Hook: Tek and Steele]
When the boom spot close? Yo, we gotta keep it moving
When your shorties act up? Ayyo, we gotta keep it moving
When this Philly get hot? Straight up, we gotta keep it moving. When
Shit just don’t stop? Yo, son, yo, we gotta keep it moving

[Verse 1: Steele]
Who’s that knocking at my door? (Who is it, son?) I hope
It’s a friend of me ‘cause we at war with the enemy (Let ‘em know)
We keep eyes out for spies out in our cipher
All men trife. If I take a life, then I might die a lifer
Unless I control the stress
Ease off, roll off the set, get with Tek
Walk around again with Mr. Brown and his Jamaican friend
Never to sleep again unless I want my life to end

[Verse 2: Tek]
Go ‘head and
Rest, blood. Let me take watch of the battlefield (Aight)
Mr. Rippa MP, doodie gets killed
Any and every enemy befriending we
Don’t believe the forefront of the industry
‘Cause your man makes the brains feel soothing
Constant elevation, so we gotta keep it moving

[Hook: Steele and Tek]
Now when
The set gets hot? We gotta keep it moving. And when
It’s time to get dough? We gotta keep it moving. It’s time
To big up the spot, kid, so let’s get it moving. We gotta
Let these heads know it’s time to get it moving

[Verse 3: Steele]
From dusk to dawn, I get it on with the world, I face
Drama that trace from me back to my momma, so to
Be a man, the plan is never to sit where I
Lay my head to rest at night unless my gun’s right
Under my pillow or right near me. Nightmares
Don’t scare me, but what happens at night got me leery
So fear me ‘cause I’m like the ones that troops
With something in their midsection for protection
I reckon you take a second or two to recollect
For a few while I connect with my crew
And keep it moving and give rocks to bill, blocks
To seal dome, then big-up, corrupt cops to kill

[Hook: Tek and Steele]
When they’re
On to the con game? You always gotta keep it moving. When the
Cee-lo bank is low? We gotta keep it moving. When the
Dough run out? Straight up, we gotta keep it moving. When the
Stash is gone? Ayyo, we gotta keep it moving

[Verse 4: Tek]
We’re coming
Through, all you hear is Timb boots stomping. Got you
Shitting in your drawers, just staring, looking, watching
What’s our next move? Hope it’s not in your direction ‘cause you
Know you fucked up and left home without protection
Coward-ass n***as want beef with the ruckus in us
Pine box that ass and ship you back to your sender
It’s all about reality. Now follow me
Into the thoughts of a high madman
Knuckles all swollen, blood dripping from my hands, kind of
Lost it for a sec ‘cause I snap now and then
Ever since the beast threw his Glock to my chin. Now I’m
Living with the grudge for the fuzz, pulling off
The buds on the corner with a group of hooded thugs
Who’s the herb of the day? Donate and pay to
The cause—that keeps us high all day (All day)
I rip the pocket, O.G.C. did the shooting
This Philly’s getting blown, so we gotta keep it moving

[Outro: Smif-N-Wessun]
Steele: Keep it moving, we gotta keep it moving. Keep it moving, motherfucker. We’re out of here like that, motherfucker. Fuck all that. Straight up. Boot Camp. Boot Camp Clik
Tek: Like this, we gotta keep it moving. Like that, huh! Like that, huh! Huh!