[Verse 1: AWKWORD]
I watched my mom die, I wanna go too, but I won't
My girl kicked me out, left me homeless and alone

Sold my car for cash, spent it on booze and dope
Guy on the couch, barely moved for the phone
Truth is, I was born emotionally broke

And music's how I handle all the ominous tones
Almost sold my Supras, but I took 'em on the road
I know I can be super, I'm just startin' slow

Got to walk the tightrope, avoid curve balls thrown
Give me Trinidad's gold, even I wanna glow
I've always been afraid of not pushin' envelopes

Now I leave myself notes and they all say "NO"
Even MTV folk tell me "that's dope", though
Most people in the game hide behind cloaks

I guess they say God says you've got to keep hope
Even Agnostic AWK gotta keep it on the go
Go!


[Hook: Maya Azucena]
Go! Gotta go, gotta go, gotta...

Tryna keep up...
Glow! Gonna glow, gonna go, gonna glow, gonna...
I gotta glow! Go!

Gotta go, gotta go, gotta...
Tryna keep up! Glow!
I gotta glow!


[Verse 2: Slug]
I'm in a lazy Thunderbird, with some Minnesota plates

Scrapin' up the curb, just to get up in ya face
Ain't you heard? Probably, maybe
We beat the breaks off the novelty break beats

Toggle the safety and follow the gravy
Passed out off a half a bottle of Jamie
I laugh now, and I don't even know what you said

You $$#ed out like you've got a hole in your head
Growth ain't optional, we can't stop the show
Instead, we pretend anything's possible

I've got a whole lot a words for "thirst"
But the rest of the search depends on the work
Standin' on top of this dirt, so let me celebrate

It's another day for us to elevate
I've got nothin' but go, we don't rest or play
I kinda like how it sound, what the hell'd she say?

C'mon...

[Hook: Maya Azucena]

Go! Gotta go, gotta go, gotta...
Tryna keep up...
Glow! Gonna glow, gonna go, gonna glow, gonna...

I gotta glow! Go!
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta...
Tryna keep up! Glow!

I gotta glow!

[Verse 3: Joell Ortiz]

Yeah, that's right, I stays on the move
See y'all tired of seeing my face on the tube
'Til the clubs spinnin' my joints to make it pop

'Til my feet're in white sand and ya feet still play the block
Ya still tryna chase that deal? Aight, guys
I'm chillin', got a nice little spot in a high rise

Execs still telling ya'll all the laws got "bye-bye"
That sucks, just bought a truck and new bike that I ride
It goes "vroom-vroom", with a fatty in a thong

Sorry I had to go, but I'm happy that I'm gone
Don't you wish you could rhyme and get at me on a song?
Well ya'll can't and I can, like Nas, so run along

You won't break me, instead I'mma break free
And paint a clear picture for the world in HD
So put ya eyes underneath where your shades be

Baby I gotta glow - feedback, but I gotta go...

[Outro: Maya Azucena]

Tryna keep up... 'cause I gotta go
Ought to keep up... 'cause I'm gonna grow
Ya need to keep up... 'cause I'm gonna glow
You ought to keep up... 'cause I gotta go
Oh... yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....

Oh, oh, oh, oh, I gotta go!
Yeah...