[Intro] Mm Yeah From the block, for the block [Verse 1] Used to watch rain trace cracks in the step Mum count coins, still she never looked less School had a cage and the road had a test One wrong move and it all got pressed I seen nice boys turn stone in a week Seen pride get buried under fake-big beef Little man dreaming of a chain and a creep Till the drain took time and the cold took sleep So I move like my name got weight Every scar on my hand got a date Not all pain means you gotta hate Some of us learn how to carry the gate I want more than a blade and a boast More than a yard and a friend I don't trust If I speak on the nights that I lost It's because I know what a future can cost [Chorus] Keep it moving, keep it clean Brixton built, but I still got dreams Keep it moving, keep it clean No more chains on my family tree Keep it moving, keep it clean I won't drown in the street machine Keep it moving, keep it clean I survive, then I break the scheme (break the scheme) [Verse 2] Man talk rough like the truth ain't enough But the truth is the bruise and the stuff that we touch Mates in the grip, and the grip on the cuffs Mums at the door with the prayer in her clutch I watched lost boys try charm their way out Till the same old trap put a hole in the mouth Ain't every hard face built for the drought Some just loud 'cause the fear leaks out I knew one bro with a head full of plan Could've been trades, could've built with his hands Now it's all bends and a phone in his palm Waiting on luck like a kid in a storm I don't want that for the young in my sight Want keys in a lock, not a run from the light Want a man feel proud when he works through the night Not when he survives by the skin and the knife [Chorus] Keep it moving, keep it clean Brixton built, but I still got dreams Keep it moving, keep it clean No more chains on my family tree Keep it moving, keep it clean I won't drown in the street machine Keep it moving, keep it clean I survive, then I break the scheme (break the scheme) [Bridge] If I fall, let it mean something Let my young ones hear me and see something From the dark, we can be something From the curb, we can leave something [Final Chorus] Keep it moving, keep it clean Brixton built, but I still got dreams Keep it moving, keep it clean No more chains on my family tree Keep it moving, keep it clean I won't drown in the street machine Keep it moving, keep it clean I survive, then I break the scheme (break the scheme)
