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The Roots;Common;Dice Raw
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The show, the show, it must go on
The show, the show, it must go on
I can't stop, I won't stop
I will not, I will rock
The show, the show, it must go on
The show, the show, it must go on
I can't stop, I won't stop
I will not, I will rock
The show
Uh, and I'm still the one
Am I a poet or a prophet or a stone to build upon?
And what's the reason I still perform?
Feed my children on how I'm on the hustle from dusk to dawn
Where all the love and the trust is gone?
My eyes wider than a baby that just was born
Fightin' a war they ain't pay me enough to join
Behind a phrase they was crazy enough to coin
You kiddin' me? The pursuit of happiness, life, liberty
And all type of necessities, they not givin' me
I put my body in jeopardy, 'cause I'm committed
Even though they try to stifle your man creativity
They got hopes and plans of gettin' rid of me
I hit 'em like Ethiopia hit up Italy
Swift as the bullet that killed King and Kennedy
You know the battle is on for infinity, man
The show, the show, it must go on
The show, the show, it must go on
I can't stop, I won't stop
I will not, I will rock
The show, the show, it must go on
The show, the show, it must go on
I can't stop, I won't stop
I will not, I will rock
The show
I remember the show, like Doug E. when people quiet was ugly
Yellin', "Get money", now it's showin' we're dummy
Still doin' shows where the spots be bummy
Roaches in the dressing room, I'm thinkin' of a better room
Maybe the upper where my people won't suffer
The leather gets tougher, we drive like a trucker through the night
For every wrong, makin' two rights
And use mics to reach new heights, the blue lights
Follow, I guess it's the scent of Chicago
That make 'em wanna mess with my tomorrow
In these borrowed days, the rhyme and the mind that pays
The world is a show, you define your stage
One-two, it's live so you can't undo
No sleep 'cause then your dreams won't come true
And everyone's like a broad that we run through
Each venue, this ain't gon' stop, so we just gon' continue
The show, the show, it must go on
The show, the show, it must go on
I can't stop, I won't stop
I will not, I will rock
The show, the show, it must go on
The show, the show, it must go on
I can't stop, I won't stop
I will not, I will rock
The show
The Ernest Hemingway of B-boy poems
They can never take the pen away of LeRoi Jones
Pushin' a black Yukon gold in a new time zone
Diggin' on every nuance with two eyes closed
The life I chose more of a mission, I make a crowd convulse
And act on impulse and intuition
I seen the future, listen, believe the superstition
I keep spittin' 'til it's the truth or crucifixion
I'm at home in the pressure zone, weakness is never shown
Let alone, I'm a man made of mere flesh and bone
I can't help that my heartbeat is a metronome
And I've acquired a taste that's upper echelon
Lyrical professional, maniac, Megalon
Plate in my head that spin the way the record go
And break it down like it's the walls of Jericho
If they don't know by now, they probably never know
The show, the show, it must go on
The show, the show, it must go on
I can't stop, I won't stop
I will not, I will rock
The show, the show, it must go on
The show, the show, it must go on
I can't stop, I won't stop
I will not, I will rock
The show
The show
The show