| Drop the ceiling
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| Blind Channel is back again
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| What it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn't
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| Looking for a better way to get up out of bed
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| Instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new hit me
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| Get up! |
| Fresh out, pimp strut walking
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| Little bit of humble, little bit of cautious
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| Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby
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| Sweater game, nope, nope y'all can't copy
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| Yup. |
| Bad, moon walking, this here is our party
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| Blind Channel's been on Broadway
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| And we did it our way
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| Grown music, I shed my skin
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| And put my bones into everything I record to it
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| And yet I'm on...,
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| Let that stage light go and shine on down
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| Got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style
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| Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds
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| But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town
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| Trust me. |
| On my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit hustler
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| Chasing dreams since I was fourteen with the four track bussing
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| Halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crush shit
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| Labels out here
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| Now they can't tell me nothing
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| We give that to the people
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| And spread it across the country
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| Labels out here
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| Now they can't tell me nothing
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| We give it to the people
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| And spread it across the country
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| Can we go back, this is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Can we go back, this is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Nah, can I kick it? |
| Thank you
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| Yeah I'm so damn grateful
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| I grew up, really wanted gold fronts
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| But that's what you get when Macklemore raised you
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| Y'all can't stop me, go hard like I got an 808 in my heart beat
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| And I'm eating at the beat like you give a little speed
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| To a great white shark on shark week
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| Raw. |
| Tell me go up. |
| Gone!
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| Deuces goodbye. |
| I got a world to see
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| And my girl she wanna see Rome
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| Caesar'll make you a believer
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| Nah I never ever did it for a throne
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| That validation comes from giving it back to the people
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| Nah sing this song and it goes like
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| "Raise those hands, this is our party
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| We came here to live life like nobody was watching"
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| I got my city right behind me
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| If I fall, they got me
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| Learn from that failure gain humility
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| And then we keep marching ourselves
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| Can we go back, this is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Na na na na na na na na
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| And all my people say
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| Na na na na na na na na
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| Drop the ceiling
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| Can we go back, this is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't
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| Can we go back, this is the moment
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| Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over
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| So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Like the ceiling can't hold us
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| Can we put our hands up? |