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[Subroc x2] Keep on, you gotta keep on You gotta keep on! Keep on! Keep on, you gots to keep on You gots to keep on! Keep on! [Verse: Zev Love X] Bust it You gots to keep on it, that break of dawn shit Smoke a cancer stick, and ya don't quit! We'll never, never know the whole 'no tour' bit Known was Zev X, the O.E. alcoholic I still get paid sums, I write albums Sip the coke rums, loop the broke drums Stunts get down thumbs, I think a stunt's a dunce My rap label-mates? They all smoke blunts! Went on this tour once, bus was loco From Albuquerque to like Acapulco See, it was Lord J, Sadat, Alamo Busta and myself in the back with the whole O.Z Deep in Cali, near the valley where it seldom rains Sess is the best to all, except cells in the brain And if you ever did, God forbid ya did Get on that bus, you'd be one red-eye shut eye-lid kid! Word miz, the iz had the whole crew relaxin' Boogie Brown with the box, boomin' new tracks and Bust wants a stogie, he told Sub to ask Dinco He had one mo', to bust 'em down, now I'm peepin' Onyx askin' Baby Chris about the back drop Fixin' his flat top, damn, I hate that flat top Just then, the bus driver had the nerve and Said, "Stop the smokin'", he be curvin' and swervin' He popped junk like a sea sick sailor would fuss Not like we got top bunks like on that De La bus This was a Greyhound, the budget wasn't over most Low budget, so, fuck it, let the motherfucker overdose! We puffed his bluff, he wasn't bullshittin' The next L was lit'en and hit'en, so now he quittin' We couldn't stand to stay in San Jose And plus, we had a show in L.A. that same day He said he'd take us down, but he had to shake us down for 5 yards Between the Gods, that's might trife! Mad heads to make mad frowns no night life Bitch-ass bus driver wanna bring his white wife And I'm ready to hitchhike, a six-four, one switch Plus, he said no bitches on the bus except for his one bitch Niggas got edgy like a knife Dedicatin' Niggaz4Life to my man and his wife You might think that's the bitch, 'cause Gates was the shit But only one week and countin' until the show at The Ritz And you don't quit! 'Til the last Philly is split And get a buzzed bus driver off the contact blitt And you don't quit! 'Til the last Philly is lit And get a buzzed bus driver off the contact blitt