Luyện nghe bài hát The Show

The show, the show, it go on
The show, the show, it go on
I can't stop, I won't
I will not, I will

The show, the show, it go on
The show, the show, it go on
I can't stop, I won't
I not, I will rock the show

Uh, and I'm the one
Am I a poet or a or a stone to build upon?
And what's the reason I perform? Feed my children on
How I'm on a hustle from dusk 'till

Where all the and the trust is gone
My eyes wider than a that just was born
Fightin' a war they pay me enough to join
Behind a phrase they was crazy enough to

You me? The pursuit of happiness, life, liberty
And all type of necessities they not me
I put my in jeopardy 'cause I'm committed
Even though they try to stifle your man

got hopes and plans of gettin' rid of me
I hit 'em like hit up Italy
as the bullet that killed King and Kennedy
You know the is off to infinity now

The show, the show, it go on
The show, the show, it go on
I stop, I won't stop
I will not, I rock

The show, the show, it go on
The show, the show, it go on
I can't stop, I won't
I will not, I rock the show

I remember The Show like Doug E. where quiet was ugly
Yellin', "Get money", now showin', we're dummy
Still doin' shows where the be bummy
Roaches in the dressin' room, I'm thinkin' of a room

Maybe The Upper, where my won't suffer
The leather gets tougher, we like a trucker through the night
For wrong, makin' two rights
And use mics to reach new heights, the blue

Follow, I guess it's the of Chicago
That make 'em wanna with my tomorrow
In these days, the rhyme and the mind that pays
The world is a show, you your stage

One, two, it's live so you undo
No sleep 'cause then dreams won't come true
And every like a broad that we run through
Each finger, this gonn' stop so we just gonn' continue

The show, the show, it go on
The show, the show, it go on
I stop, I won't stop
I will not, I rock

The show, the show, it go on
The show, the show, it go on
I can't stop, I won't
I will not, I will the show

The Ernest Hemingway of poems
They can never take the pen and leave Roy Jones
Pushing a black [Incomprehensible] in a new time
Nigga knowin' every wit' two eyes closed

The life I chose, of a mission
I make a crowd convulse and act on and intuition
I've the future, listen, believe the superstition
I spittin' 'til it's a truce or crucifixion

Im at home in the zone, weakness is never shown
Let alone I'm a man of mere flesh and bone
I can't help that my heart as a metronome
And I've a taste that's upper echelon

Lyrical professional, maniac
Plate in my that spin the way the record go
And break it down like it's the of Jericho
If they don't by know they prob'ly never know

The show, the show, it go on
The show, the show, it go on
I can't stop, I stop
I will not, I rock

The show, the show, it go on
The show, the show, it go on
I can't stop, I won't
I will not, I rock the show
The show, the