Aceyalone - Last Show lyrics

[Verse One] I got front row tickets to the "f** You Up" show Up so close I could say "What up tho?" Dressed to impressed and my hair was cut low But I should've gave the tickets away First of all, I'd like to say beyond a shadow of a deezey Rapping is fun but battling ain't easy But babbling is easy So is Follow The Leader But, not if you hot and you moving at the speed of Light, I write and kick that sh** that blows 'em off the meter Well I guess I get to kicking away Broadcasting live from a place that you never been Where we never bend or break over the break now All in together, involved with the underdog Forever in debt with the powers that create One man, walking landmine, talking sh** Like I owe this part of this square Rappers better run for the hills, cause they gon' get k**ed As I move through the water and the air Yeah The world is definitely a playground Trapped in a battlefield fighting for rank sh**, you gotta try to score when it's all out war On the poor and the money in the bank, think it ain't? [Scratching] "Hell no" "Yeah" [Hook] No more sickers And no more pickers And no more biters And no more tickers And no more stickers And no more freakers Last show Last show No more sickers And no more biters And no more tickers And no more freakers And no more stickers And no more Last show Last show [Verse Two] I got front row tickets to the "Beat You Down" show Up so close I could say "What up tho?" Dressed to impressed and my hair was cut low But I should've gave the tickets away First of all, I'd like to say beyond a shadow of a deezey Rapping is fun but battling ain't easy But babbling is easy So is Follow The Leader But, not if you hot and you moving at the speed of Light, I write and kick that sh** that blows 'em off the meter Well I guess I get to kicking away Not to be confused with that foolish type steelo Or those crews on that cruise show about to be torpedoed Smoke, fog, haze, mist, clouds ya sight Smoke, drank, dope, this clouds ya fight All time stands still when I'm about to recite Well I guess I just get to reciting away Take a guess And make it your best It's a sound investment when you make your a**essment There's no contestment There's no demand Don't worry about anything, you in good hands Front row tickets to the "f** You Up" show Up so close I could say "What up tho?" Dressed to impressed and my hair was cut low But I should've gave the tickets away [Scratch Interlude] This is the last show This is the last show ladies and gentlemen "Yeah" "You could say I'm sorta the boss so get lost" - GangStarr 'DWYCK' "Last show" "Yeah" [Hook] No more freakers And no more smokers And no more tokers And no more biters And no more... "All this can be made into a work of great art" [Verse Three] I'm 'bout to be a part of what they call artistic You thought it would be easy when you first enlisted They had an encore but I think that I missed it They wanted me to watch it but I had to resist it Once in a lifetime, forever when you gone Cutting your lifeline, right from the mic line The floor was packed The balcony was filled up To watch it get k**ed up The record was willed up "Yeah!" The audience cheered The crowd was captured, the people were listening The tape was rolling, I didn't want to miss a thing Took me some pictures, I got 'em developed Your show is amazing, I'm hearing you tell it Your name on the marquee, they billing you headline Filling your head time It's k**ing you dead time I had front row tickets to the "Beat You Down" show Up so close I could say "What up tho?" Dressed to impressed and my hair was cut low But I should've gave the tickets away First of all, I'd like to say beyond a shadow of a deezey Rapping is fun but battling ain't easy But babbling is easy So is Follow The Leader But, not if you hot and you moving at the speed of Light, I write and kick that sh** that blows 'em off the meter Well I guess I get to kicking away