Keep On
When I set it off, other misanthropes, signing off
My tongue is an unsheathed sword, my catalogue skews
Analog, cassette decks, and Marley Marl
My facade, far as bars, is an animal's jaw, challenge the Gods
With the words, forged, seeking applause
A bit absurd, I'm ahead of the curve, from blackest dusk holding out
To the brightest dawn, like Ran says
Hit y'all with another Jawn, right in the jaw
My pen don't write, it draw
Freestyle in the mirror but, my reflection don't know how to respond
Create a song, hammering keys, articulate palms
Quote a psalm without believing at all, leaven the bars
Till they rise enough to speak to you all, this abstract
Point of fact, has got me taken aback, fighting withdrawal
Pen game like a pendulum swing, it's clockwork
How the thoughts work, a beast, even after the fall
When we feel like we can't stand anymore
We just keep on
Keep on knocking till they open the door
We just keep on
When we feel like we can't stand anymore
We just keep on
Keep on knocking till they open the door
We just keep on, on, on
Keep on, on, on
Measure twice, cut once just like a carpenter
Replace the beam with a beat, the saw with a pen
Build a song, to bond with any connoisseur
My monologue, manifest, through the monitor
Used to think, I'd be famous in literature
Little more than 10 years back, well it was premature
But perseverance was against me from my first appearance
Assumed that anyone parched would have a thirst to hear it
So vivid, so clear, my patterns so rigid
After many odd years I'm still with it, right
The pen gifted, beats is hard hitting
Spin a yarn scripted, raise the bar, until we all lifted
The bars God gifted, as the Protagonist
Any obstacles flatten it until the plot thickens
Still trying to understand what my life's missing
As my youth disappears into the distance
When we feel like we can't stand anymore
We just keep on
Keep on knocking till they open the door
We just keep on
When we feel like we can't stand anymore
We just keep on
Keep on knocking till they open the door
We just keep on, on, on
Keep on, on, on
My tongue is an unsheathed sword, my catalogue skews
Analog, cassette decks, and Marley Marl
My facade, far as bars, is an animal's jaw, challenge the Gods
With the words, forged, seeking applause
A bit absurd, I'm ahead of the curve, from blackest dusk holding out
To the brightest dawn, like Ran says
Hit y'all with another Jawn, right in the jaw
My pen don't write, it draw
Freestyle in the mirror but, my reflection don't know how to respond
Create a song, hammering keys, articulate palms
Quote a psalm without believing at all, leaven the bars
Till they rise enough to speak to you all, this abstract
Point of fact, has got me taken aback, fighting withdrawal
Pen game like a pendulum swing, it's clockwork
How the thoughts work, a beast, even after the fall
When we feel like we can't stand anymore
We just keep on
Keep on knocking till they open the door
We just keep on
When we feel like we can't stand anymore
We just keep on
Keep on knocking till they open the door
We just keep on, on, on
Keep on, on, on
Measure twice, cut once just like a carpenter
Replace the beam with a beat, the saw with a pen
Build a song, to bond with any connoisseur
My monologue, manifest, through the monitor
Used to think, I'd be famous in literature
Little more than 10 years back, well it was premature
But perseverance was against me from my first appearance
Assumed that anyone parched would have a thirst to hear it
So vivid, so clear, my patterns so rigid
After many odd years I'm still with it, right
The pen gifted, beats is hard hitting
Spin a yarn scripted, raise the bar, until we all lifted
The bars God gifted, as the Protagonist
Any obstacles flatten it until the plot thickens
Still trying to understand what my life's missing
As my youth disappears into the distance
When we feel like we can't stand anymore
We just keep on
Keep on knocking till they open the door
We just keep on
When we feel like we can't stand anymore
We just keep on
Keep on knocking till they open the door
We just keep on, on, on
Keep on, on, on
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Writer(s): Kilgour Andrew Cameron
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