It comes a point in life when you gotta learn to keep it moving
And what I mean about that is, you can´t look at a problem
You gotta look through a problem

You see the minute you stop, you´re dying
And the minute you understand that
Well, then you can start to live
Bugzy Malone, you know
Watch this

Nobody´s doing this for me
Not even behind closed doors
Nobody´s stopping this army
Because that´s gonna start wars
I hear they wanna know my story
But they don´t wanna know yours
That´s cause I made music to make me feel good
Not to go on tours
But I hear that my tours just been booked
And I´m gonna make dough
I´ve never had money in the bank
Now I´m looking at a screen just watching it grow

Along with my confidence
Cause these days I walk with a toxic glow
I remember the days
When I couldn´t come out my house cause I felt so low
But wait, I was sitting on the 142
Or was it the 143?
Looking at my Sony Ericsson Walkman phone
Nobody rang me
Then I look at my Nokia
Cause you know they say I make money on the streets
But when you´re in a bad place you don´t wanna show face
And you don´t wanna make P
So I just make music
Ask Ali Kareem I was a studio freak
I fell asleep on the sofa

And I drifted into the deepest sleep
I dreamed that I was in solitary confinement
And I was back in Stoke Heath
That´s where I met failure
And it´s also where I nearly left my dreams

But I kept it moving
I kept on trying but I just kept losing
More time I´ll be in my Beamer cruising
Sometimes I drop the top
Just to remind myself that I´m on top
Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving
(Swear down, swear down)
I kept on trying but I just kept losing
(Swear down, swear down)
More time I´ll be in my Beamer cruising
(Swear down, swear down)
Sometimes I drop the top

(Swear down)
Just to remind myself that I´m on top
(Swear down)
Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving
(Swear down)

Swear down
It´s like man wanna see me slow down
Its like they wanna see my break down
Like an old Vauxhall with a rattling sound
But there´s no way that I´m gonna turn round
More to the point do they think I´m a clown?
Do they think that I made all of this money on the road
To keep walking round my hometown?
As if I don´t wanna see the rest of the world
As if I wanna see my brother get killed
As if I didn´t keep couple of toasters around me

Just in case some asked to get grilled
I think they forget that I come from a place so bad
That people rarely escape
And the way that I broke the mould
I swear I´m like superman with no cape
You´re looking at a walking legend
And that´s mad cause they just don´t know it yet
I saw my mum breakdown through owing debt
Till the point that my head was going west
But when I seen my uncle drop the top on that Beamer
I was so impressed
That I hit the road with no regrets
And I, had to do loads of CS
Because I was a persistent young offender
I hit the road on my agenda
Nobody could tell me what to do

Because if I got grounded, I´d jump out the window
Heard my dad could ride a ninja
So I started riding
I was brought up on loads of lies
I thought my little sister´s dad was mine

But I kept it moving
I kept on trying but I just kept losing
More time I´ll be in my Beamer cruising
Sometimes I drop the top
Just to remind myself that I´m on top
Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving
(Swear down, swear down)
I kept on trying but I just kept losing
(Swear down, swear down)
More time I´ll be in my Beamer cruising
(Swear down, swear down)

Sometimes I drop the top
(Swear down)
Just to remind myself that I´m on top
(Swear down)
Just to remind myself that I gotta keep it moving
(Swear down)