🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Show Goes On - Lupe Fiasco

 [Hook]
 Alright, already, the show goes 
 All  till the morning we dream so long
 Anybody ever  when they would see the sun go
 Just remember when  come up
 The show goes on 
 
 [Verse 1]
 Have  ever had the feeling that you was being had?
 Don’t that shit there make  mad? They treat you like a slave
 Put chains all on your soul and put whips  on your back
 They  lying through they teeth, hope you slip up off your path
 I don’t switch up, I  laugh, put my kicks up on they desk
 Unaffected by they threats,  get busy on they ass
 See, that's how that Chi-Town made me, that’s  my daddy raised me
 That glitterin’ may not be gold, don’t  nobody play me
 If you are my homeboy, you never have  pay me
 Go in and  your hands up, when times is hard, you stand up
 L-U-P the man, cuz, the brand that the fans 
 So even if they ban us,  never slow my plans up
 
 [Hook]
 Alright,  the show goes on
 All night, till  morning we dream so long
 Anybody ever wonder, when  would see the sun go
 Just remember when  come up
 The  goes on (x2)
 
 [Verse 2]
  in the air for the people ain’t here
 Two in the air for the father that’s 
 Three in the air for the kids  the ghetto
 Four for the kids that don’t wanna be 
 None for the niggas  hold them back
  in the air for the teachers not scared
 To  those kids that’s living in the ghetto
 That  niggas holding back that the world is theirs
 Yeah, yeah, the world is yours, I was once that  boy
 Terrified of the world, now I’m  a world tour
 I would give up everything, even start a  war
 For  ghetto girls and boys I’m rapping round the world for
 Africa to New York, Haiti,  I detour
 Oakland out to  Gaza Strip to Detroit
 Say hip-hop only destroy, tell ‘em  at me, boy
 I hope your son don’t have a gun and never  a d-boy
 
 [Hook]
  already, the show goes on
 All night, till  morning we dream so long
 Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the  go
 Just remember  you come up
 The show  on (x2)
 
 [Verse 3]
 So no matter what you been through, no matter what you 
  matter what you see when you look outside your window
 Brown grass or green grass, picket fence or  wire
 Never ever put  down, you just lift your arms higher
 Raise  till your arms tired, let ‘em know you here
 That you struggling, surviving, that you gon’ 
 Yeah,  nobody leaving, nobody going home
 Even if they turn the lights out, the show  going on
 
 [Hook]
 Alright, already, the show  on
 All night, till the morning we dream  long
  ever wonder, when they would see the sun go
 Just remember  you come up
  show goes on (x2)