Alright, already the show goes on
Alright, till the morning we dream so long
Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up
Just remember when you come up
The show goes on!
Have you ever had the feeling that you was being had
Dont that sh_t that make you mad
They treat you like a slave, with chains all on your soul,
And put whips up on your back, they be lying through they teeth
Hope you slip up off your path
I dont switch up i just laugh
Put my kicks up on they desk
Unaffected by they threats than get busy on they a_s
See thats how that chitown made me
Thats how my daddy raised me
That glittering may not be gold, dont let no body play me
If you are my homeboy, you never have to pay me
L-u-p the man, cause a brand that the fans trust
So even if they ban us theyll never slow my plans up!
Alright, already the show goes on
Alright, till the morning we dream so long
Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up
Just remember when you come up
The show goes on!
One in the air for the people that aint here
Two in the air for the father thats there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids who dont wanna be there
None for the n-ggas trying to hold them back
Five in the air for the teacher not scared to
Tell those kids thats living in the ghetto that the
N-ggas holdin back that the world is theirs!
Yeah yeah, the world is yours, i was once that little boy
Terrified of the world
Now im on a world tour
I will give up everything, even start a world war
For these ghetto girls and boys im rapping round' the world for!
Africa to new york, haiti then i detour, oakland out to auckland
Gaza strip to detroit,
Say hip-hop only destroy
Tell em look at me, boy!
I hope your son dont have a gun and that would be a d-boy
Alright, already the show goes on
Alright, till the morning we dream so long
Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up
Just remember when you come up
The show goes on!
So no matter what you been through
No matter what you into
No matter what you see when you look outside your window
Brown grass or green grass
Picket fence or barbed wire
Never ever put them down
You just lift your arms higher
Raise em till your arms tired
Let em know youre there
That you struggling and survivin that you gonna persevere
Yeah, aint no body leavin, no body goin home
Even if they turn the lights out the show is goin on!
Alright, already the show goes on
Alright, till the morning we dream so long
Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up
Just remember when you come up
The show goes on!