Tekster:
The Action Design Move On

got to get up get back on your feet again you've got to get up get back on your feet again You've got to move on...

got to get up get back on your feet again you've got to get up get back on your feet again You've got to move on...

Ooh, you know that rhyme won't end Makes your day worthwhile It takes your day that's sad and blue On a ride to far and move On that dark and troubled

The F-L-Y guy About to toss some action Here I go again with a groove to move you Somethin' kinda smooth, you can bop your head to Chill it, the feel

route Scrape a .38 on your teeth, I knock 'em all out I know you ain't fuckin' with me dawg, come on now Underestimate, run up on, it's on now Have your

and then wait on history This is not a duty free abstraction The visions get blurred and the message gets heard By putting Jesus' words in action It's a master design

blow, blowin' from both zones Layin' in them Tahoes we own the projo's Three for tenement we in the lobby with the big dan dun a nan Don't move 'cause

our nation, practicin' my acetate, masturbation Watchin the expressions on the faces Of the ones designated to be the queens, kings, and aces How many miles can you put on

Rakim said (move the crowd) I'm one year older, ten times more determined, potna A hairy situation like (Chaka?) fuckin Chewbacca Connect the dots, murder by design Shit on