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Never Stop The Show
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All my life's been a technicolor feature
That I've had to watch in tears, from the thirteenth row
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
From the
From the (block)
To the city, to the streets
And all those out of reach
From the bottom to the top
We built it block by (block)
We built it block by (block)
Yeah, they say by twenty-five the best of life has come and gone
I think I'm living proof they couldn't be more fucking wrong
I've seen it vividly, turned misery to victory
My injuries are history, I kept pushing and trucking on
The game is war and I just bought myself some hunting gear
I'm fully loaded like I'm partying, shotgunning beers
I run the streets and I don't mean I run the streets
I just mean I started jogging and the dog is off the leash
I've been writing and rewriting, recording and re-recording
I've been cutting and pasting, second-guessing what I've been making
I've been lost in translation, try to get back to the basics
I never grew up, so don't expect me to act what my age is
I never change (yes), my beard game is lame
Went from peach fuzz to gray hair in the same day
Keep your chin up and keep the marijuana grade A
Living on the same block, still running the same race
And the show goes on (and the show goes on)
From the (block)
To the city, to the streets
And all those out of reach
From the bottom to the top
We built it block by (block)
We built it block by (block)
It all happens for a reason, random or not
Constantly remind myself not to abandon the thought
I just keep on moving like the hand on the clock
They wanna see me quit now, but I ain't planning to stop
Don't know exactly what I'm doing, but the shit feels right
It's like the world don't exist when I sit here and write
Being broke is a distraction, I'm just blocking it out
If it ain't about profit, what the fuck we talking about?
Don't get me wrong, I ain't in it for the vanity
Just trying to put some money in the hands of my family
Every mistake, every lesson life handed me
Made me who I am, this shit didn't happen randomly
So I'mma keep on going and there ain't nobody stopping this
Communication's critical, don't matter what the topic is
It's obvious, blunts smoking and I'm burning 'em slow
My goal, keep murdering shows 'til the curtains are closed
It goes
From the (block)
To the city, to the streets
And all those out of reach
From the bottom to the top
We built it block by (block)
We built it block by (block)
I promise to God that I've been trying to finish all my thoughts
But it's a big dog eats smaller dog
And if the confidence drops when the compliments stop
Then we probably oughta look for alternate jobs, now
Lick a shot for those watching the clock
Or pick a lock if that's the popular stock
This the opposite of Photoshop
I was taught before I step in your house, I take my moccasins off
Now, no option but to go solid
The sheriff brought with him a posse of cops
And they got some shotguns, solving problems
Bottle popping, molly talk
The world keeps spinning until everybody falling off
When it finally stop, I'll be downing Mardi Gras
And talking 'bout it all right now has got me so damn shocked
I need to take another walk around my block, come on
From the (block)
To the city, to the streets
And all those out of reach
From the bottom to the top
We built it block by (block)
We built it block by (block)
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