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 stop
I will not, I rock

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

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

Where all the love and the trust is
My eyes wider a baby that just was born
Fightin' a war they ain't pay me to join
a phrase they was crazy enough to coin

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

They got hopes and of gettin' rid of me
I hit 'em like hit up Italy
Swift as the that killed King and Kennedy
You the battle 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 not, I will rock

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

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

Maybe The Upper, my people won't suffer
The leather gets tougher, we drive like a through the night
For every wrong, two rights
And use mics to reach new heights, the lights

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

One, two, it's live so you can't
No 'cause then your dreams won't come true
And every one's a broad that we run through
Each finger, this ain't gonn' stop so we just gonn'

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 rock the

The Hemingway of B-boy poems
They can never take the pen away and Roy Jones
Pushing a [Incomprehensible] in a new time zone
Nigga every nuance wit' two eyes closed

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

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

professional, maniac megalo
Plate in my head spin the way the record go
And break it down it's the walls of Jericho
If they don't know by know they 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 will

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, the