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Blind Channel

Can't Hold Us

 

Can't Hold Us


(Drop the ceiling)

Blind Channel is back again
What it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn't
Looking for a better way to get up out of bed
Instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new hit me
Get up! Fresh out, pimp strut walking
Little bit of humble, little bit of cautious
Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby
Sweater game, nope, nope y'all can't copy
Yup. Bad, moon walking, this here is our party
Blind Channel's been on Broadway
And we did it our way
Grown music, I shed my skin
And put my bones into everything I record to it
And yet I'm on...

Let that stage light go and shine on down
Got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style
Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds
But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town

Trust me. On my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit hustler
Chasing dreams since I was fourteen with the four track bussing
Halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crush shit

Labels out here
Now they can't tell me nothing
We give that to the people
And spread it across the country
Labels out here
Now they can't tell me nothing
We give it to the people
And spread it across the country

Can we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't hold us

Can we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't hold us

Nah, can I kick it? Thank you
Yeah I'm so damn grateful
I grew up, really wanted gold fronts
But that's what you get when Macklemore raised you
Y'all can't stop me, go hard like I got an 808 in my heart beat
And I'm eating at the beat like you give a little speed
To a great white shark on shark week
Raw. Tell me go up. Gone!
Deuces goodbye. I got a world to see
And my girl she wanna see Rome
Caesar'll make you a believer
Nah I never ever did it for a throne
That validation comes from giving it back to the people
Nah, sing this song and it goes like

"Raise those hands, this is our party
We came here to live life like nobody was watching"
I got my city right behind me
If I fall, they got me
Learn from that failure gain humility
And then we keep marching ourselves

Can we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't hold us

Na na na na na na na na
Yeah... and all my people say
Na na na na na na na na
Yeah...

(Drop the ceiling)

Can we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't

Can we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't hold us

Can we put our hands up?

feito

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