This is a song about "The world goes on"

Man it goes on and on

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This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

' alright, already, the show goes on

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

On poetry of rap i towed on the flow he goes

In front of our building, they was my heroes

And its like the world is on repeat

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

On top of the world but underground

Baby heading down a cloud