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Don't Give Up (9AM Remix)

Sam Spiegel
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Y'all ready to travel with us? You know what time it is NASA, Busta Bust, Sia The mind is a dangerous place You can't change it up if you fall from grace So don't give up, no, don't give up The mind is a dangerous place You can't change it up if you fall from grace So don't give up, no, don't give up Rush of blood to the head Walk through the fire rings of crimson and red I never fold 'til my body grows cold I close my eyes and I lose all control No need to look any further, if you seek, you will find The truth is you will ponder them deeper thoughts in your mind So undefeated, only thing left to conquer is time Y'all see me at the top of every mountain I climb And then I leave my mark like on every piece of paper I sign Like I'm writin' the Bible, my every word is divine And never will give up, that's why we always stick with the grind And if I get better with time, I'm knowin' I'm rich in my prime You wanna front (What?), turn up and get buck Now where the blunt? (What?) Roll up Do what you want and throw it up (What?) See the clique then hit the cut, ayo, what's up? (What?) Yeah, we up, tearin' shit up And speakin' to the universe, I wish the sound could travel faster Talkin' to galaxies, that's why I'm travelin' with NASA With Sia ridin' shotgun and she even brought her pastor In case you don't believe a word I said then you can ask her The mind is a dangerous place You can't change it up if you fall from grace So don't give up, no, don't give up The mind is a dangerous place You can't change it up if you fall from grace So don't give up, no, don't give up Rush of blood to the head Walk through the fire rings of crimson and red I never fold 'til my body grows cold I close my eyes and I lose all control I can't give up through the public slander Attacks in the media, they try to Bury me like Khafre under the stadium I rose from ashes, dust to dust You know the scenario, Spiga and Busta Bust Fuck with us, the flow is un-fuck-with-able All critics jump off the genitals, please Laughin' to the bank through the ridicule He has a problem like Apollo 13, a man on a mission Play it like a pro through the antidepressants My mind is a weapon Yeah, I might got a couple screws loose Sam slow the beat down like Screw juice Quicker than the competition I saw the future when they lost the vision I give 'em hell but I never give in Then God fell from grace to be newly risen The mind is a dangerous place You can't change it up if you fall from grace So don't give up, no, don't give up The mind is a dangerous place You can't change it up if you fall from grace So don't give up, no, don't give up