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 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 rock the show

Uh, and I'm the one
Am I a poet or a prophet or a to build upon?
And what's the reason I still perform? Feed my 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 enough to
Behind a phrase was crazy enough to coin

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

They got hopes and of gettin' rid of me
I hit 'em like 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 will not, I 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 rock the show

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

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

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

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

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 will not, I will the show

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

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

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

Lyrical professional, maniac
Plate in my that spin the way the record go
And it down like it's the walls of Jericho
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 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
The show, the