JEREMIH lyrics - Late Nights With Jeremih

Keep It Moving

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[Hook:] Wh... where my cup? City ticket on my truck Man they coulda passed me Damn. that shit Ras B Wh... where my cup? I'm tip now I don't give no fuck And oh - she thought she had me I just figured last week (Waitaminute) Keep It Moving It's my time. I don't need it (Waitaminute) Keep It Moving Even if it's on my own [Verse 1: Jeremih] Him and B... woah Hennessy... flow All these ze... ros I done seen... dough turn hella Industry to industry... hoes Let me see... those I'm just trynna chill And make a little money My nigga D... Rose Now, you ain't seen me Ridin' 'round in a minute But when I'm seen, I got the diamonds on Hatin' ass niggas at the coffee shop Got the nerve to tell me That I'm grindin' wrong Bet his girl would want to come ... want a steak Penthouse up in Vegas -Mandalay. with an ass like "My God"... give it a praise If I smack that, Annie May- It'll be ok just- [Hook] [Verse 2: Marcus French] Damn... drinkin again Tokin' - not thinkin' again I can share your heart in bed, love... Next day not speaking again Gotta keep my wheels, G Yes ma'am- that's why we in a Benz Don't be my reason to vent Slow stroke that ass while the record spins I pulls up, black cherry wet I'm here now, and I mean trouble My checks way more than I thought they would be [?] I been seein' double I used to ride this old Cavalier... Smoked out on the Dan Ryan With the fan flyin' Cause the air was broke I'm good now, but back then I was like- [Hook] [Bridge:] Woah... uhuh... okay... Shutup Drunk text... she call... Tell her (Keep it movin) Sorry, I hope [?] get Better But for me to deal with that right now ... uh... never [Hook]

Crewed Up

ATMOSPHERE "Strictly Leakage"
[Verse 1 - Stage One] They call me Bad Lieutenant when my eyes are squinted Child of the 70s and the 80s was in it Lost the first homeboy in the 9-0 and liable To get the gun buckin at 5-0, I'm tribal I'm from a place where the *niggas* are jelly And pretend to be your friend and put one your belly And you can keep on yelling, the cops won't come You want beef, we got burgers and then some We from the era when we learned on our own Runnin wild in the streets with both parents at home Kind of hard to find a young un alone - caused we was crewed up Taggin on the walls taught wars and getting chewed up [Verse 2 - St. Paul Slim] Now I don't know about y'all, but I'm bout to make a small fortune By taking small things and blowing em out of proportion Using sarcasm as my second language Look mom I'm famous, I mean I'm flagrant You say you write your best rhymes when you high I say I write my best rhymes cause I'm fly This is why I'm cold, I'm Minnesota nice If you want my CD I will give you special price Haha, take Trummond's advice St. Paul Slim the best homie, none of its hype So please lil asshole, keep your mouth closed 'Fore your momma be like "Look at my son, he out cold" [Verse 3 - Muja Messiah] You could tell I'm focused by the look in my eye You could see I'm dirty by how clean my kicks is You know I tell the truth, I got no reason to lie Hey, like I tell my chicks "You ain't got a lotta kick it" All I'm trynna do is get a piece of the pie And turn these bricks into a legit business Now run along and go home to your wives And leave me and Slug here to play with these bitches You know I spit the sickest sickness since syphilis Mixed with malaria, fuck it, the more the merrier B-Boy, D-Boy, yep I'm in your area Muja Messiah uh huh, hello America [Verse 4 - YZ] Yo, yo, y'all wack, yo what the fuck is new? I'm back wit Atmos and the crew To do this you need style, I thought you knew It's not a diss, yo it's just my point of view Maybe if I turn sideways, y'all *niggas* will Throw lyrics my way instead of the highway Now getting ran over by cars and Land Rovers We starred, you sub par, maybe send your man over Pardon, you gon' step to this Spit phat, not anorexic shit Come stacked boy, it ain't no need to go there I knock rappers out, y'all scratch and pull hair [Verse 5 - Brother Ali] I hustle hard for the love of god My life has been the biggest struggle for the bloody start I knuckle up and throw the hands of my thug at heart So when the shit hit the fan I don't come apart, I breathe and shrug it off Atmosphere - the Big Brother's big brothers Catch is here to turn king to wrist cutters Just trust it ain't no regular shit That's a polite asshole and a sensitive pimp You would think it was a party, not a Cadillac Church mosque, have a knack Dr. Dre Training Day rappers don't know how to act Remove em all from my sight like a cataract Poof! It's a magic act [Verse 6 - Toki Wright] Walk over beats like DMC, three stripes Leaver be three strikes, visa need three swipes DVDs, jeans clean, cuts brush dandruff Mobile phones, suited loan, courted blown pampers Chilling at the party in B-Boy stance And they looking at me funny, why? Cause they can't dance So I'm cutting up and shutting up, I'm buttercup but just enough To lean on top of this metropolis with binoculars Walk like a pimp, think like a Macintosh Battle scars, also trynna figure out your avatar Leave the cameras on, told ya partner that he can't perform Brought a torch to burn the building, he think I'ma hand it to him [Verse 7 - Blueprint] Yeah, yeah, I solemnly swear To fight the good fight as long as I'm here But sometimes the good fight don't seem fair Cause all the best soldiers we had ain't here They gone now, we all on our own now And most of those left ain't got no style You give em an inch they try to take a whole mile Too overconfident to keep a low profile Pump your brakes, stay in your lane A bunch of fakes chasing fame I'll punch your face and take your chain Sit your 5 dollar ass down before I make change [Verse 8 - Slug] Break these chips down, count your business Ain't nothing free, it's a James Brown Christmas So god bless the underground now and give it To the sound of the drums while none of us outlive it I treat Hip Hop like a sport Stay on my game, put my time on the court While you complain and get high some more Might explain why your team can't find support Now catch me in the back wit a whisky Chattin up a missy like I'm attractive and witty I have to dip to do my raps and get busy Why don't you come see me when I'm back in your city?

Thought Conditioning

ARCHIVE "Controlling Crowds - Part IV"
Your misguided mind seeks presence of a greater, from around the equator, as we move via soul, via sound, surrounds all verbalization nation never will it be, like the same way again, so they blend human nature in the excess, less you know the whole combination of a paragraphs genetic complex, many pages in the book, through the ages, take a look out of a room with a dark view, view a time I never knew and I’m never gonna be without drive on the highways taken, making every move, with a brain swift and nimble as a being I resemble my god, it’s hard and I recognize and deliver from the me to me, seem to be, high society, are down low, showing all out, out of body experience, looking at your own reflection, correct mind thought conditioning. Cast a revelation for the time of day, eventual panic attacks me, but I come back with a new determination, knock wood, street solid rock, clock tick a time, are you inclined to be the anonymous, I’m ever living like Israelite, those who funk faking, we’re breaking now that were taking it out of sight, like a spark, dynamite ignite, light a flame fire burn, live and learn, no cause for your concern, never antagonize me, fear is not always overcome, some thrive on this, live on this stratosphere, we near a new day, fear inside us all you know you can’t deny it, I, keep on stepping use minds, lethal weapon, it’s time being taken, history is in the making, by the day, hold a thought for the ones that slept but to me dignity was like kept, we’re in the line of fire, I will not break or take your petty excuse for the lack of punctuation, natures on the down slope, still I stand vertical position three ways, intuition over paths of belief, I keep it brief and let your own interpretation know the real meaning of my alternative, it wrecks typical, from the back I will speech my peace, my release will let the hard times cease.

Moving On

ASA "Bed Of Stone"
I had to run away and hide Something happened in the middle Of the night I came inside without a sound Suddenly my life was turning upside down All that I could feel was pain And strangers came and took my soul away Like a deadly hurricane I know my life would never be the same [Chorus:] Where do you go when you're by yourself Who comes along when you cry for help I know I can't change the past But as the river keeps flowing I'll keep on moving on I'm hoping for a better life Praying that nobody's story Turns out like mine The only thing I know is fear Even those with good intentions disappear All that I could feel was pain And strangers came and took my soul away Like a deadly hurricane I know my life would never be the same [Chorus x2] The earth's been done My spirit is broken He gave me the reason He left me with questions Where do you go when you're by yourself Who comes along when you cry for help I know I can't change the past But as the river (As the river) I'll keep on going on [Chorus x2] I'll keep on moving on (Where do you go when you're by yourself Who comes along when you cry for help) I'll keep on moving on I'll keep on moving on

Long Way Home

JORDAN PRUITT
You got me locked in your gaze, I can't escape those green eyes When you hold me like the old days, feels just like the last time No, it's not right, but I can't seem to stop Put up a fight, I guess I didn't try hard enough Damn, it's a long way home from here You got me so low, all I wanna do is disappear I thought that I could keep my heart from Feeling anything that you could see But I was wrong again, like I was back then When you were who I wanted you to be, yeah You had me heart over head, now all this is is lonely Waking up to you in your bed, the magic's gone in the morning Keep trying to tell you goodbye, can't find the way to say it Don't know the reason why I keep coming back here, baby 'Cause damn, it's a long way home from here You got me so low, all I wanna do is disappear I thought that I could keep my heart from Feeling anything that you could see But I was wrong again, like I was back then When you were who I wanted you to be Tell me, what's it gonna take for me to walk away and not look back? All our love's gone dark, it's in the past, without a spark, it all went black Damn, it's a long way home from here But I'm on the road and you're in my rearview mirror I thought that I could keep my heart from Feeling anything that you could see But I was wrong again, like I was back then When you... I won't make the same mistake again, like I did back then When you were who I wanted you to be, yeah Yeah, never who I wanted you to be Oh, oh

Chocolate Chewing Gum

K-OS "Atlantis: Hymns For Disco"
Wake up in the morning, press the Colgate Brush my teeth, then I'm hitting the streets to meditate Went outside, and the sky was rather grey But I paid no attention kept moving upon my way Went down the block, and skanked a little further When this kid came up, he said what's up with MC Murdah? That was then son, this is now I live in the moment like a why to a how Wow, that's profound, just break that down That's when I proceeded to show him the pro to the noun I found instead of trying to be what I was I be what I is which makes us the wizard of us Plus I'm really sick and tired of complaints Of hip hop this, rap that and what it ain't I'd rather do a dance, find some romance Or pray to my father in heaven to get a chance He glanced down and looked rather disappointed But then he looked up and looked up and looked ra-rather anointed He said, "MC Murdah, they wait for the man And the master of the ceremony that was unplanned" Damn, you quit pit you know Plus I grab microphones from here to Gadow I keep my mind still like the art of tablow And no matter what they say I go on with the show We laughed, and gave each other a pound Exchanged numbers, I said kid see you around Continued with my stroll for that lazy afternoon But then out from the sky I heard a great big boom Eh, yo, I couldn't tell you why But purple rain straight started falling from the sky I started to cry, I thought it a lie I prayed for my mother oh me oh my You should of seen the people jumping and crying and screaming Believing the seasons was changing; the rain was the pain of the nature And running and coming and going and low and beholding And wishing the sun was golden and hoping it wasn't over Damn, now people to this day can't tell you what I saw It was raw; it broke every mortal thought, every law Yo, in awe I was, a buzz, then a light, and it said to me right "We be them rap kids from galaxies a far And it seems that maybe your rhymes are up to par So if you want to live on within this universe You have to kick a dope verse, and don't curse" Oh hey well what do you know? My life came down to how well I could really flow So I thanked god for this magna stage And dropped that rhyme on the corner and it went this way: I take it to the limit infinite, I been it committed to finish I did it and if they bit it I heavy hitted to get it This record of water is sort of the slaughter of mortal thoughts It borders on orders and can't be thought of the "bought by cash" K dash, fly from going to last, what is the task you ask And what alien form is this man talking Is he human or Vulcan, escaping or stalking, Or walking away from the rhyme by sledding down white hills of snow Tobogganing canadiana, my granny Georgiana, my brother stays in Atlanta I rock over cabanas of intellectual manners, You get hit by the gamma rays sort of like David Banner Now the mind is a terrible thing to waste Even worse is the great void of infinite space That extends beyond time Beyond all math Your watch can only measure the second that just passed but That doesn't matter; I'm just a B-Boy That gets mad excited when the crowd makes [sound of crowd noise]

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