Testo Don't Give Up - Sam i feat. Busta Rhymes, Bacalao, VIC MENSA & Sia
Testo della canzone Don't Give Up (Sam i feat. Busta Rhymes, Bacalao, VIC MENSA & Sia), tratta dall'album Don't Give Up (Bacalao Remix)
Don't give up
Don't give up
Don't give up
Don't give up
Don't give up
The mind is a dangerous place
You can't clean it up if you fall from grace
So don't give up
No, don't give up
The mind is a dangerous place
You can't clean it up if you fall from grace
So don't give up
No, don't give up
Rush of blood to the head
Walk through the fire rings that comes with it
I never fold 'til my body runs cold
I close my eyes and I lose all control
No need to look any further, if you seek you will find
The truth is you were blind to them people thoughts on your mind
So undefeated, only thing left to conquer is time
Y'all see me at the top of every mountain I climb
And then I leave my mark like on every piece of paper I sign
Like I'm writing the Bible, my every word is divine
And never will give up's why we always stick with the grind
And if I get better with time I'm knowing I'm reaching my prime
Wanna front what? Turn up and get buck
Now with a blunt, what? Roll up
Do what you want and throw it up
See the clique then get the cut, ayo, wassup?
What? Yeah we out, tearing shit up
And speaking to the universe, I wish the sound could travel faster
Talking to galaxies, that's why I'm traveling with NASA
With Sia riding shotgun and she even brought her pastor
In case you don't believe a word I said then you can ask her
The mind is a dangerous place
You can't clean it up if you fall from grace
So don't give up
No, don't give up
Rush of blood to the head
Walk through the fire rings that comes with it
I never fold 'til my body runs cold
I close my eyes and I lose all control
I can't give up, give up
Through the public slander, attacks in the media
That try to bury me like Coppa under the stadium
I rose from ashes, dust to dust
You know the scenario, Spiegel and Bus-a-Bus
Fuck with us, the flow is unfuckwitable
All critics jump off the genitals, please
Laughing to the bank through the ridicule, he
Has a problem like Apollo 13
A man on a mission
Playing like a pro through the antidepressants
My mind is a weapon
Yeah I might got a couple screws loose
Sam slow the beat down like skrrt, skrrt
Quicker than the competition
I saw the future when they lost the vision
I give 'em hell but I never give in
Then God fell from grace to be newly risen
The mind is a dangerous place
You can't clean it up if you fall from grace
So don't give up
No, don't give up
The mind is a dangerous place
You can't clean it up if you fall from grace
So don't give up
No, don't give up
The mind is a dangerous place
You can't clean it up if you fall from grace
So don't give up
No, don't give up
Don't give up
Don't give up
Don't give up
Don't give up
Don't give up
Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Smith, Sam Spiegel, Allan Peter Grigg, Sia Kate Furler, Victor Kwesi Mensah, Andre Murilo Da Silva, Godoy Pinheiro
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