Royce da 5'9" - Life Goes On lyrics

Yo Ivy, let me know when we rollin
We rollin? Aight
I mean, I been through a lot man
Tommy Boy thing, the bootleggers
You know, life goes on, so what?
You gotta reach deep down in your heart
And pull out as much as you can
To get through what you goin through
I'm living proof

Way down DEEP in the heart of
A man who was DEEP
In the palm of the hands of the truer streets
Lives a - nigga who gives a
Lyrical nigga the shivers
Step up and get hit cause
Him or his fifth'll deliver
His mouth is a gun, the cannibal speaks
You need to do more than
Floss to handle the teeth
And shame on it - only thing that pops out
Whenever your Glock's out is a stick
And a flag with "Bang!" on it
His flow's out-grown his dreams
Out of a count that he beams
Out-of-towners and hold down home
You niggas showin up
With a lot of the same soldiers
I'm rollin up
Pushin her outta your Range Rover
You decided to be a rider but why
Would you do it
When you know you could light up
My saliva like lighter fluid
Soak with writin cause 5-9 is back
And he's about to spit
Thunder and shit lightning! "Life goes on"
Uh huh, you thought I was done didn't ya?
"The world keeps turning and
Liiiife gooooes on"
Thought I would run didn't ya? No no
"Life goes on"
Never again will I, need a return
"The world keeps turning and"
(And I will never leave these streets again)
"Life goes on"
Uh huh, you thought I was done didn't ya?
"The world keeps turning and
Liiiife gooooes on"
Thought I would run didn't ya? No no
"Life goes on"
Long as I live, I'mma continue to burn
"The world keeps turning and"
(Na na na na na na na)

My crew never call me for beef -
NO! It never happens to me
That's like callin a SWAT team when
It's a cat in a tree it's too many reasons
To tell you NIGGA please
You can do nothin with me
Like weed with too many seeds in it
I'm more - vicious, it gets - more pathetic
You testin somethin more than a
Medic nigga or mortician
I'm more than rap, I will RUSH you
For the sacks like Warren Sapp
Like nigga FUCK you
I'll STUFF you in a Atlanta mansion
Paint the wall with you on "Candid Camera
" like I'm a phantom answered
Demand a ransom cause a fire
At your momma's house
And take all of the tires
Off of the ambulances
Of course the track, fit's Mr king
Of the small article every month
And the Source is BACK
With J Dilla, from Slum Village
You lookin for us
We be in Rock City nigga - come get us!

"Life goes on" "The world keeps turning and
Liiiife gooooes on" "Life goes on"
"The world keeps turning and"
"Turning and liiiife gooooes on"
"Life goes on" "The world keeps turning and"
"Life goes on" "The world keeps turning and"