(Hook) Live on Cause its a fact life goes on It hasn't stopped since the day you were born (Verse 1: Phatblitz) Eyo its horribly... how they harness and try to change you into someone you not tryna be So they promise you the profit and the luxury And all you gotta do is come through with forgery Blindfold the ma** with chicks and j**elry Therefore affect them all sub-consciously Im damn sick and tired of poverty... But can't sell my soul to live comfortably Almost shed a tear when I found out that music is the poison for the soul... not food no more And most of these chumps gone rap for the worst Eighty five percent of them don't deserve applause They just wanna correspond Kiss a** play along, fake jerks till dawn, the realness is gone PB came through with a re-born Make n******gs flip like a Motorola flip phone "Life goes on, on the real" (Hook) Live on Cause its a fact life goes on It hasn't stopped since the day you were born (Verse 2: Phatblitz) Some call me a madcap... cause its 2014 but your boy is still rocking on a throw-back Or a du-rag style's to way back Attitude bad and I can't help that I'm like a doomsday on a blue monday You ain't promised that you gone see tuesday Before midnight ill make sure you fools dead Got speed way more than a thorough-bred My creativity is what they wanna take away Tryna make me feel like I ain't worth of getting paid Because of one reason I ain't tryna slave Just to get the fame and the b*tches in the game I might smile but my inner-child is not the same All annoyed by the lies that the news claim Propaganda, through the slide-projector tell-lie-vision got pretenders (Hook) Live on Cause its a fact life goes on It hasn't stopped since the day you were born (Verse 3: Phatblitz) A word-play fanatic Originality with not prosthetic On the real son I ain't in it for the fabric On some hiiipower sh** call me kendrick And designed to surmine the game like a hand-grip Ain't no rhyme scheme that a n***a ain't flip Most chosen on the manual like a sparerib But I'm still broke still living at my moms crib_ got a mixtape but a n***a ain't sold sh** Lack of support cause I spitting that real sh** Ain't gotta front bout the j**els that I ain't got Clothes that ain't rock Man I can't even afford to change into pop Its all for the love that I got for this hip hop Any fake move than a diss track gone drop And just to prove y'all weak ill spit it from the top Anytime any-day dunn no flop (Hook) Live on Cause its a fact life goes on It hasn't stopped since the day you were born (Outro) We ask from thee to protect the nation, from indoctrination