Don't Give Up - Shmuck the Loyal Remix (Explicit)

Don't Give Up - Shmuck the Loyal Remix (Explicit) - Sam I/Sia/Busta Rhymes/Vic Mensa

Lyrics by：Sam Spiegel/Sia Kate Isobelle Furler/Trevor Smith Jr./Victor Mensah/André Laudz/Jose Henrique Pinheiro

Composed by：Sam Spiegel/Sia Kate Isobelle Furler/Trevor Smith Jr./Victor Mensah/André Laudz/Jose Henrique Pinheiro

Oh

Y'all ready to travel with us

NASA

Busta Bus

The mind is a dangerous place

You can clean it up if you fall from grace

So don't give up

No don't give up

The mind is a dangerous place

You can clean it up if you fall from grace

So don't give up

No don't give up

The mind is a dangerous place

You can clean it up if you fall from grace

So don't give up

No don't give up

Rush of blood to the head

Walk through the fire rings of Crimson and Red

I never fold 'til my body grows cold

I close my eyes and I lose all control

Rush of blood to the head

No need to look any further

If you seek you will find

The truth is you will ponder them deeper thoughts in your mind

So undefeated only thing left to conquer is time

Ya see me at the top of every mountain I climb

And then I leave my mark like on every piece of paper I sign

Like I'm writing a Bible my every word is divine

And never will give up that's why we always stick with the grind

And if I get better with time I'll know I'm reaching my prime

Ya wanna front

What

Turn up and get buck

Now with a blunt

What

Roll up do what you want and throw it up

What

See the clique they here the cut a yo wassup

What

Yeah we out tearing s**t up

And speaking to the universe I wish the sound could travel faster

Talking to galaxies that's why I'm traveling with NASA

With Sia riding shotgun and she even brought her pastor

In case you don't believe a word I said then you can ask her

The mind is a dangerous place

You can clean it up if you fall from grace

So don't give up

No don't give up

The mind is a dangerous place

You can clean it up if you fall from grace

So don't give up

No don't give up

Rush of blood to the head

Walk through the fire rings of crimson and red

I never fold 'til my body grows cold

I close my eyes and I lose all control

Rush of blood to the head

I can't give up through the public slander

Attacks in the media

They try to bury me like Hoffa under the stadium

I rose from ashes dust to dust

You know the scenario Spiegel & Busta Bus

F**k with us the flow is unf**kwitable

All critics jump off the genitals please

Laughing to the bank through the ridicule

He has a problem like Apollo 13

A man on a mission

Playing like a pro through the anti-depressants

My mind is a weapon

Yeah I might got a couple screws loose

Sam slow the beat down like Screw Juice

Quicker than the competition

I saw the future when they lost the vision

I give 'em hell but I never give in

The God fell from grace to be newly risen

The mind is a dangerous place

You can clean it up if you fall from grace

So don't give up

No don't give up

The mind is a dangerous place

You can clean it up if you fall from grace

So don't give up

No don't give up

Rush of blood to the head

Walk through the fire rings of crimson and red

I never fold 'til my body grows cold

I close my eyes and I lose all control

Rush of blood to the head