Luyện nghe bài hát The Show

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

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

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

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

They got hopes and of gettin' rid of me
I hit 'em Ethiopia hit up Italy
Swift as the bullet that King and Kennedy
You know the battle is off to now

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

I remember The Show Doug E. where people quiet was ugly
Yellin', "Get money", now showin', we're dummy
Still doin' where the spots 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 drive a trucker through the night
For wrong, makin' two rights
And use to reach new heights, the blue lights

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

One, two, live so you can't undo
No sleep then your dreams won't come true
And every one's like a that we run through
Each finger, this ain't 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 stop, I won't stop
I will not, I will rock the

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

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

Im at home in the pressure zone, weakness is never
Let alone I'm a man made of mere flesh and
I can't that my heart beat 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 walls of
If they know by know they prob'ly never know

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