Don’t show them the light
Give them the darkness
Fuck meth and ecstasy
I live my life with a recipe
With passion and struggles
Glock once pull twice
Cock back twice no more
Keep on
Don’t show don’t know
Momma raised a good man
The good man had a plan
The physique to meet the petite
little young mind of x generation
who do you think made me
mutha fucka ain’t got a clue
abusing her emotionally
through his eyes he sins
Keep on
Look at the synopsis
Not through your synapses
But through the heart
Of verbalism, life-isms
Writing on walls
Heart on his sleeve
Her picture in his pocket
Legos are like building blocks of life
One stack two stack three stack four.
Smash clinch fist smash
Keep on
Power to the mind
Do it kid
Give it ya all
Show the world to Keep On
KEEP ON

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