DJ Nabs - People Love a Show [P.L.A.S.](feat. Sole', Ben Familiar & DJ A.P.) Lyrics

Stay on your beat... people love a show
Don't don't don't don't get caught up
The same crowd that applauds your
The same crowd that applauds your
The same crowd that applauds your
The same crowd that applauds your
The same crowd that applauds your coronation
Is the same crowd that will applaud your beheading
Never Forget
Stay on your beat
People Love A Show
Stay on your beat
People Love A Show
Stay stay stay on your beat
People Love A Show
Don't don't don't don't get caught up
Don't don't don't don't get caught up
Don't don't don't don't get caught up
Highs
Hey
Mids
Hey
Lows
Hey
Highs
Hey
Mids
Hey
And lows
In the lab
I don't need your applause or critique, it's only wisdom and knowledge I seek
Not adoration of those when I peak
Caught up in rapturous awe of mystique
Not for the weak I don't misspeak
When you spew hatred it's fear that you reek
I am celestial, spherical, light-being, radiant halo from root to the peak
Walk to my beat, I'm on my seat
I'm on a path that aint marred by belief
Nectar is sweet, Bathed in amrit
Baptismal waters that flow through the streets
I am punit, sovereign, complete
Dua for Sirius A B and C
Divinity through the light of the three
A Sophian anointing for humanity.. free
Powerfully, Tat tvam asi
Womb blood and honey we bathe in the sea
Spiraled from blackness creativity
Essence of being, you being, I be
Pre-verbally, we embody
Infinity and the light frequency
Ancient original blueprint
The holy of holies
All power in me
And no critiques
And never forget
Never forget
Never forget
Never forget
Never forget
Never forget
People Love A Show
People Love A Show
People Love A Show
High mids
People Love A Show
Lows
People Love A Show
High mids
People Love A Show
And lows
Look ima Original individual
Punch in like a fusticuff hitchu up
With the minister dis here be the pinical
Ben familiar really manafesting the unthinkable
When i spit the hot vinegar-"spit"-what?
When i cut it up betta getcha bud
Harvest season be the reason we aint f*ckin with the minimum
Ben familiar in ya blunt when ya lit it up!-yeuh
Sell the maximum A'see we taxin em
A'double rappin em' A'then puuusshh
See they back again how they tappin in..
Either bag or bin they want kushh-eeuh
Buy for the low-low sell for the high-high
Make a bid for the mid cuz ya know it get by
On the ticket wait a minute they becoming streetwise
Lames in the game mane they gonna realize!
Entrepreneur with the ganja-ganja
Ganjaprenuer
Im the founder
King if the town like they crowned ya
Sativa for up Indica for the downers
Enduring the pain in my thumb when i count it
No Pain No Gain
Tell out of towners
F*ck money counters-uuh uuh
We sittin on counters
Im in the mountains
Thumbin through thousands..
Stay stay stay stay stay on your beat
People Love A Show
Stay on your beat
People Love A Show
Stay on your beat
People Love A Show
Don't don't don't don't get caught up
Don't don't don't don't get caught up
The same crown that applauds your coronation
Is the same crown that will applaud your beheading
Never Forget