Saint T - Moving On Lyrics

Yeah, welcome to the war
To the war, to the war
It never ends
So welcome to the war
Here we go again
Welcome to the war
I could take a few tips from Santan
He's the only real one called ST
Even though I never had no sat nav
Found directions using M E
And when I made 5k, that was gone in 60 seconds
Bank account, empty
But I ain't no Nicholas Cage and I can help falling in love with a Presley
Ooo, did that go over your head, little boy?
Did ya not understand what I'm saying, little boy?
Did ya realise you ain't on the level, little boy
Cuz compared to myself, you are trash, litter boy
Did I strike a nerve?
This motherfucker looking like he's seen a hearse
And just before the funeral, I went and pissed on it first
That's what you deserve
Kurt Cobain would be hurt
And he'd hate you more for making both his ears wanna burst
Moving on
What's gonna happen when I'm gone?
Nobody can write these lyrics and songs
I'm cut from a different cloth
But you don't wanna stay for long
I'm the dark of the night
So you better watch the clock
Moving on
Whom holds the crown, it belongs
So you're never gonna have take it
It was mine all along
Cuz I am the one who knocks
Heisenberg, I never stop
Till' death, imma lock
Then throw away the key to the box
Uh, I'm the one that really matters
Even though you say I'm different cuz I'm British Marshall Mathers
I can give you tongue twisters, you can't even start to fathom
I don't s-s-s-s-stutter, when I speak, you start to spasm
I'm the one who did what?
Did this? Did that?
No, it doesn't fucking matter what you did, it's how you rap
And to be honest, I don't see nobody backing up their chat
If you wanna be the best, you can't, Saint T's back, yeah
Listen motherfuckers, take your little seats
I'm the best in the world, that's M to the C
Cuz hell froze over and now I'm gonna be
The best rapper ever seen, along with BTB
Listen motherfuckers, take your little seats
I'm the best in the world, that's M to the C
Cuz hell froze over and now I'm gonna be
The best rapper ever seen, that you can never beat
Moving on
What's gonna happen when I'm gone?
Nobody can write these lyrics and songs
I'm cut from a different cloth
But you don't wanna stay for long
I'm the dark of the night
So you better watch the clock
Moving on
Whom holds the crown, it belongs
So you're never gonna have take it
It was mine all along
Cuz I am the one who knocks
Heisenberg, I never stop
Till' death, imma lock
Then throw away the key to the box
I'm the best there is
The best there was
And the best there ever will be, motherfucker
Yeah, so welcome to the war
And the best album I've ever fucking made

Yeah, welcome to the war
To the war, to the war
It never ends
So welcome to the war
Here we go again
Welcome to the war
I could take a few tips from Santan
He's the only real one called ST
Even though I never had no sat nav
Found directions using M E
And when I made 5k, that was gone in 60 seconds
Bank account, empty
But I ain't no Nicholas Cage and I can help falling in love with a Presley
Ooo, did that go over your head, little boy?
Did ya not understand what I'm saying, little boy?
Did ya realise you ain't on the level, little boy
Cuz compared to myself, you are trash, litter boy
Did I strike a nerve?
This motherfucker looking like he's seen a hearse
And just before the funeral, I went and pissed on it first
That's what you deserve
Kurt Cobain would be hurt
And he'd hate you more for making both his ears wanna burst
Moving on
What's gonna happen when I'm gone?
Nobody can write these lyrics and songs
I'm cut from a different cloth
But you don't wanna stay for long
I'm the dark of the night
So you better watch the clock
Moving on
Whom holds the crown, it belongs
So you're never gonna have take it
It was mine all along
Cuz I am the one who knocks
Heisenberg, I never stop
Till' death, imma lock
Then throw away the key to the box
Uh, I'm the one that really matters
Even though you say I'm different cuz I'm British Marshall Mathers
I can give you tongue twisters, you can't even start to fathom
I don't s-s-s-s-stutter, when I speak, you start to spasm
I'm the one who did what?
Did this? Did that?
No, it doesn't fucking matter what you did, it's how you rap
And to be honest, I don't see nobody backing up their chat
If you wanna be the best, you can't, Saint T's back, yeah
Listen motherfuckers, take your little seats
I'm the best in the world, that's M to the C
Cuz hell froze over and now I'm gonna be
The best rapper ever seen, along with BTB
Listen motherfuckers, take your little seats
I'm the best in the world, that's M to the C
Cuz hell froze over and now I'm gonna be
The best rapper ever seen, that you can never beat
Moving on
What's gonna happen when I'm gone?
Nobody can write these lyrics and songs
I'm cut from a different cloth
But you don't wanna stay for long
I'm the dark of the night
So you better watch the clock
Moving on
Whom holds the crown, it belongs
So you're never gonna have take it
It was mine all along
Cuz I am the one who knocks
Heisenberg, I never stop
Till' death, imma lock
Then throw away the key to the box
I'm the best there is
The best there was
And the best there ever will be, motherfucker
Yeah, so welcome to the war
And the best album I've ever fucking made