Verse 1:
If I’m the truth, then you’s a lie
Music I create as if I choose to die
What you think? I’m gonna keep the truth inside?
I write the same reason Jesus was crucified
I make these records, check it if it ain’t respected
Then at least it’s blessed, my message is the art of love
The very thing the King was speaking of
And speaking of King he’s above me because of Beelzebug
That’s Beelzebub who tells us stuff like wealth is what
Could help us but has hell for us, hell for us, hell for us
Please allow me to dwell for a second I reckon
The present health of ya is the violence like in Philadelphia so

Refrain:
Move if you sick and tired of the guns
Move for the babies dying in the slums
Move in the name of truth if you can
Move, get back on your feet, people stand
Move if you do believe we can change
Move from the lies, you shall be saved
Move with pride and with honor
Move son, daughter, mother, father, gotta
Move

Verse 2:
I’m trying to bring that old time religion
Bring it up to date so the kids’ll listen
So we can put an end to the vision
Now the young and old’s part of the mission
The system thinks now we are defenseless
I’m here to say that you ain’t die in Memphis
With emphasis on dream ‘cause it’s still a dream
Long as we got beans, long as some are with little means
And a lot of parents are little teens, man
We must reclaim ours gradually
That should be commenced in your families
And if we could even take a little slack
Dare I say we could have our neighbors’ back
We take the crack and even heroin
Off the streets like some true heroes then
Heroines who will not succumb and hide from scum
Who rob our sons and then we can rise from slums
The American with pride for once
When the night of poverty’s away
Oh how we shall rejoice that day
That is the day we reconcile
March people, we have less than miles so
Refrain:
Move if you sick and tired of the guns
Move for the babies dying in the slums
Move in the name of truth if you can
Move, get back on your feet, people stand
Move if you do believe we can change
Move from the lies, you shall be saved
Move with pride and with honor
Move son, daughter, mother, father, gotta
Move

Verse 3:
They say the path I chose couldn’t work
No one wants a sermon ‘less they up in church
The streets’ll never like it ‘less I curse
‘less my verse makes our situation worse
They waitin’ for another 9-11
Vietnam I’m guessing, even Armageddon
They bomb and threaten people for they oil
Saddam is less than he who will destroy you
And I ain’t even kicking politics
This is how it is, listen while it is
Not too late and there’s still some time
Before the tortured forces create bombs
And start a holocaust up in here
You’ll have yourself to blame for the tears
Look out for that time ‘cause it’s near
Steer toward truth if you really care
Refrain:
Move if you sick and tired of the guns
Move for the babies dying in the slums
Move in the name of truth if you can
Move, get back on your feet, people stand
Move if you do believe we can change
Move from the lies, you shall be saved
Move with pride and with honor
Move son, daughter, mother, father, gotta

Move if you sick and tired of the guns
Move for the babies dying in the slums
Move in the name of truth if you can
Move, get back on your feet, people stand
Move if you do believe we can change
Move from the lies, you shall be saved
Move with pride and with honor
Move son, daughter, mother, father, gotta
Move