[Intro: background]
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..the will to cary on
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On with the show
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On with the show!
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ohhh Show Must Go On
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[Crooked I: talking]
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Yeah
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the show must go on
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we all been through up and dows in out lifes (yeah)
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I've been through some, you been through some but we can't let it stop us
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(can't stop)
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life stumbling blocks can't do nothing with us man (nothing)
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we gotta keep moving with an iron will (gotta keep moving)
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heart of a lion (yeah shit is real man) (this is real nigga)
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I know you stressing (me too my nigga)
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but we can make it (we got a problem) (gotta make it)
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Chea! (Yeah)
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Yeah
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[Verse 1: Crooked I]
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Even as a youg kid I had a Boss demeanor
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problably see me in the drop givin' a cop the finger
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My girlfriend is a rachet I cock the nina
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she serving niggaz for the raquet but she's not Serena
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Niggaz wanna run infront my car pop the beamer
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wet of water I ain't talking Aquafina
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so I kick spiritual lyrics in God's arena
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start pouring my heart out more than a gospel singer
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My whole life never felt fair
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"Fuck my dead beat father" is what a yelled as a kid living on welfare
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no healthcare we walking down hell stairs
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Hell Yeah! I looked for help else where
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all I had was a 9milli and one gage
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plus Rage
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I dropped out at a young age
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Fuck Grades
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My mission to become paid even if one day they put my face on the front page
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now I beef and squa, sleep with raw
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thief and rob the streets to beat the odds
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My homie slit both of his wrists
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he said he wanted to meet with God
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cause he couldn't keep a descent job
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I seen it as a true lesson
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you can't afford to step outside of your mind, for 2 seconds
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if so, you choose weapons, shoot yourself with this Smith & Wesson untill
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you're through stressing, DAMN!!!
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[Chorus: Crooked I]
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I know you stressing homey
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You need blessing homey
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I've been there before
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Life is hard, I know (I know)
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Face your depression homey
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It ain't a question homey
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We can fight and survive the odds fo sho! (we can fight)
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I know you stressing homey
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You need blessing homey (yeah)
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I've been there before
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Life is hard, I know (I know)
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Face your depression homey (face it)
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It ain't a question homey (it ain't one)
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We can fight and survive the odds fo sho!
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[Verse 2: Jim Gittum]
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now when times get hard
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sometimes they get harder
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she should of been, could of been, baby moms supporting my daughter
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while I was out wild n out trying to be Shawn Carter
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should of been working a 9 to 5 trying to be a father
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I was only 18 trying to chase this dream
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rebellious little nigga mesmerized by the Bling
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then I had a spirit encounter with the King of kings
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and he told me "Jim Gittum go and do your thing"
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now I understand what vision and focus mean
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prioritized lay my ties and now I get green
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I ain't trying to be extreme and say that life is perfect
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I'm just trying to say walk by faith and life would be worth it
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Gotta think more optimistic and control your thoughts
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Gotta think more postivite before you talk
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It's true you gotta learn to crawl right before you walk
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but after you learn to walk you run to be number one!
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[Chorus]
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You Need A Blessin
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Crooked I |