G                D
Alright, already the show goes on
     Em                        Bm7
Alright, till the morning we dream so long
    C                      D
Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up
     Am
Just remember when you come up
     D
The show goes on!

G                                  D
Have you ever had the feeling that you was being had
           Em
Dont that sh_t that make you mad
      D                           C
They treat you like a slave, with chains all on your soul,
        D                              C
And put whips up on your back, they be lying through they teeth
        D
Hope you slip up off your path
        G
I dont switch up i just laugh
       D
Put my kicks up on they desk
    Em                          D
Unaffected by they threats than get busy on they a_s
           C
See thats how that chitown made me
        D
Thats how my daddy raised me
      C                                 D
That glittering may not be gold, dont let no body play me
G                          D
If you are my homeboy, you never have to pay me
   Em                             D
Go on and put your hands up, when times are hard you stand up
C                       D
L-u-p the man, cause a brand that the fans trust
   C                           D
So even if they ban us theyll never slow my plans up!

     G                D
Alright, already the show goes on
     Em                        Bm7
Alright, till the morning we dream so long
    C                      D
Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up
     Am
Just remember when you come up
     D
The show goes on!

G
One in the air for the people that aint here
D
Two in the air for the father thats there
Em
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
D
Four for the kids who dont wanna be there
C
None for the n-ggas trying to hold them back
D
Five in the air for the teacher not scared to
C
Tell those kids thats living in the ghetto that the 
D
N-ggas holdin back that the world is theirs!
G                              D
Yeah yeah, the world is yours, i was once that little boy
Em
Terrified of the world
D
Now im on a world tour
C                          C
I will give up everything, even start a world war
C                                   D
For these ghetto girls and boys im rapping round' the world for!
G                   D                    Em
Africa to new york, haiti then i detour, oakland out to auckland
D
Gaza strip to detroit,
C
Say hip-hop only destroy
D
Tell em look at me, boy!
C                                D
I hope your son dont have a gun and that would be a d-boy

     G                D
Alright, already the show goes on
     Em                        D/B
Alright, till the morning we dream so long
    C                      D
Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up
     Am
Just remember when you come up
     D
The show goes on!

      G
So no matter what you been through
   D
No matter what you into
    Em                           D
No matter what you see when you look outside your window
C
Brown grass or green grass
D
Picket fence or barbed wire
C
Never ever put them down
D
You just lift your arms higher
G
Raise em till your arms tired
D
Let em know youre there
         Em                                D
That you struggling and survivin that you gonna persevere
      C                     D
Yeah, aint no body leavin, no body goin home
      C                              D
Even if they turn the lights out the show is goin on!

     G                D
Alright, already the show goes on
     Em                        Bm7
Alright, till the morning we dream so long
    C                      D
Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up
     Am
Just remember when you come up
     D
The show goes on!