Can't Hold Us

Yeah!
PTX, get up,
What it is,
What is does,
What it is,
What is isn’t.
Looking for a better way to get up out of bed instead of getting on the
internet and checking a new hit.
Get up!
Fresh out,
Pimp strut walking,
Little bit of humble,
Little bit of cautious,
Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby.
Sweater gang, nope, nope y’all can’t copy. Yup!
Bad, moon walking,
This here is our party,
my posse’s been on Broadway,
Huh and we do it our way.
Grown music,
I shed my skin and put my bones,
into everything I record,
And yep, yep, yep I’m on.
Trust me,
On my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-D,
Cause hustlin chasing since we were fourteen with the four track bussing.
Halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crushing.
Can we go back,
This is the moment,
Tonight is the night,
We’ll fight 'til it’s over.
So we put our hands up,
Like the ceilling can’t hold us,
Like the ceilling can’t hold us.
Can we go back,
This is the moment,
Tonight is the night,
We’ll fight 'til it’s over.
So we put our hands up,
Like the ceilling can’t hold us,
Like the ceilling can’t hold us.
Now can I kick it? Thank you!
Yeah I’m so dang grateful.
I gruw up,
really wanted gold fronts.
But that’s what you get when Texas raised you.
y’all can’t stop me, go hard like I got an eight hundred eight in my heart beat.
And I’m eating at the beat like you gave a little speed to a great white shark
on shark week.
Oooh,
Raise those hands,
this is our party.
We came here to live life like nobody was waiting.
I got,
My — city,
Right behind me,
If I — fall they,
Got me.
Lern from that failure,
Gain humility,
Keep marching.
Can we go back,
This is the moment,
Tonight is the night,
We’ll fight 'til it’s over.
So we put our hands up,
Like the ceilling can’t hold us,
Like the ceilling can’t hold us.
(Palalapapa, pa, pa, pa.)
And so we put our hands up!
(Whoohoo, whoohoo, whoohoo.)
Let’s go!
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Whoohoo,
Hey!
And so we put our hands up!
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Whoohoo,
Hey!
And so we put our hands up!
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
(Come on)
Ooohh!
(Oh, oh, oh)
And so we put our hands up!
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Oowoohoo.
Can we go back,
This is the moment,
Tonight is the night, (whoohoo)
We’ll fight 'til it’s over.
So we put our hands up,
Like the ceilling can’t hold us,
(Like the city can’t hold us)
Like the ceilling can’t hold us.
Here we go back,
This is the moment,
Tonight is the night,
We’ll fight 'til it’s over.
We put our hands up,
Like the ceiling can’t hold us.
Like the ceiling can’t hold us!
(Dank an Zoë Loeve für den Text)