| Song | Can't Hold Us Back (Macklemore & Ryan Lewis __ Calvin Harris) |
| Artist | The White Panda |
| Album | Bearly Legal |
| Can’t Hold Us | |
| Macklemore,Ryan Lewis | |
| Return of the Mac, get em | |
| What it is | |
| What it does | |
| What it is | |
| What it isn't | |
| Looking for a better way to get up out of bed | |
| Instead of getting on the internet and checking out who hit me, get up | |
| Thrift shop, pimp strut walking | |
| Little bit of humble, little bit of cautious | |
| Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby | |
| Sweater game nope nope y’all can’t copy | |
| Yup, Bad, moonwalking | |
| This here, is our party | |
| My posse's been on Broadway | |
| And we did it our way | |
| Grown music | |
| I shed my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it | |
| And yet I’m on | |
| Let that stage light go and shine on down | |
| Got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style | |
| Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds | |
| But, I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town | |
| Trust me, on my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit hustlin' | |
| Chasing dreams since I was 14 | |
| With the four track bussing | |
| Halfway cross that city with the backpack | |
| Fat cat, crushing labels out here | |
| Nah they can’t tell me nothing | |
| We give that to the people | |
| Spread it across the country | |
| Labels out here | |
| Nah they can’t tell me nothing | |
| We give it to the people | |
| Spread it across the country | |
| Can we go back, this is the moment | |
| Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over | |
| So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us | |
| Like the ceiling can’t hold us | |
| Now can I kick it, thank you | |
| Yeah I’m so damn grateful | |
| I grew up, really wanted gold fronts | |
| But that’s what you get when Wu-Tang raised you | |
| Y’all can’t stop me | |
| Go hard like I got an 808 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 | |
| Raw. Time to go off. I'm gone! | |
| Deuces goodbye. I got a world to see, and my girl she wanna see Rome | |
| Caesar make you a believer | |
| Nah I never ever did it for a throne | |
| That validation comes from giving it back to the people. | |
| Nah sing a song and it goes like | |
| Raise those hands, this is our party | |
| We came here to live life like nobody was watching | |
| I got my city right behind me, if I fall, they got me | |
| Learn from that failure gain humility and then we keep marching I said | |
| Na na na na na na na na | |
| And all my people say | |
| Ma-ckle-e-e-e-e-more |
| Can' t Hold Us | |
| Macklemore, Ryan Lewis | |
| Return of the Mac, get em | |
| What it is | |
| What it does | |
| What it is | |
| What it isn' t | |
| Looking for a better way to get up out of bed | |
| Instead of getting on the internet and checking out who hit me, get up | |
| Thrift shop, pimp strut walking | |
| Little bit of humble, little bit of cautious | |
| Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby | |
| Sweater game nope nope y' all can' t copy | |
| Yup, Bad, moonwalking | |
| This here, is our party | |
| My posse' s been on Broadway | |
| And we did it our way | |
| Grown music | |
| I shed my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it | |
| And yet I' m on | |
| Let that stage light go and shine on down | |
| Got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style | |
| Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds | |
| But, I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town | |
| Trust me, on my INDEPENDENT shit hustlin' | |
| Chasing dreams since I was 14 | |
| With the four track bussing | |
| Halfway cross that city with the backpack | |
| Fat cat, crushing labels out here | |
| Nah they can' t tell me nothing | |
| We give that to the people | |
| Spread it across the country | |
| Labels out here | |
| Nah they can' t tell me nothing | |
| We give it to the people | |
| Spread it across the country | |
| Can we go back, this is the moment | |
| Tonight is the night, we' ll fight till it' s over | |
| So we put our hands up like the ceiling can' t hold us | |
| Like the ceiling can' t hold us | |
| Now can I kick it, thank you | |
| Yeah I' m so damn grateful | |
| I grew up, really wanted gold fronts | |
| But that' s what you get when WuTang raised you | |
| Y' all can' t stop me | |
| Go hard like I got an 808 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 | |
| Raw. Time to go off. I' m gone! | |
| Deuces goodbye. I got a world to see, and my girl she wanna see Rome | |
| Caesar make you a believer | |
| Nah I never ever did it for a throne | |
| That validation comes from giving it back to the people. | |
| Nah sing a song and it goes like | |
| Raise those hands, this is our party | |
| We came here to live life like nobody was watching | |
| I got my city right behind me, if I fall, they got me | |
| Learn from that failure gain humility and then we keep marching I said | |
| Na na na na na na na na | |
| And all my people say | |
| Mackleeeeemore |