Lyrics Aint No Stopping - Gangstagrass

Aint No Stopping

Yeah
It’s the S-L-E-U-T-H, and the way you’ll get done is excruciating
You can’t even imagine the brand of self-loathing you’ll feel when you step to
the man who’s been chosen
I’m ice cold, pitch black and old golden
Trying to get your feet in the door?
I’m ten toes in!
Fresh as a pimp who gets chosen
Every last one of you simps’ll get stolen
You don’t want to let the Do' in
'cause when I get up in the door then you have to let my flow in
And my flow is oh so golden gone when I’m on this microphone I’m holdin'
(Holden)
Caulfield, drop a beat that y’all feel
Fold it over like a sword maker with the raw steel
Do it for my people living through the raw deal
Scarecrows might be fat but they’re straw-filled
-That means they’ve got no heart
Far too many pieces in this puzzle for you not to know your part
Every time they change the rules of the game
Players are the same they just shuffle up the names
They may have a different face but the joker’s still wild
Already playing, might as well now how
Bang out a beat for my people in the crowd M-A in this piece what you wan to do
now?
Let’s get it!
Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this
We’re in the place
Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that
We’re in the house
Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this
We’re in the place
Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that
We’re in the house like this
Any beat up on this damn thing’s toast when I’m on deck
I don’t really mean to boast but I’m gon' wreck
I ain’t worried 'bout them haters 'cause they won’t test
Even if they tried leave 'em fried when the Do' bless
Call a medic 'cause it’s so sick you might catch it
Tighter flows put the Do' in a higher bracket
Spit fire like the barrel of a ratchet
Do it all in one pass, I ain’t gotta patch it
When I spit, take a drink from the fire hose
Don’t spill a drop 'cause I know that you’re tired of those
Jawns that you’re hearing every thirty-five minutes-
No mic skill swearing that they’re nice with some kind of flow
Lord blessed me with a brain so I use it
Work hard, do my damn thing in this music
Devil try to make me go insane so I prove 'em wrong
That why I had to do this song
Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this
We’re in the place
Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that
We’re in the house
Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this
We’re in the place
Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that
We’re in the house like this
One too may demons in this world trying to tempt us
(Ain't no stopping, I’m coming home)(Rench singing)
Two or three every four years trying to pimp us
(Ain't no stopping, I’m coming home)(Rench singing)
Five fingers on the hand curl for the fist up
(Ain't no stopping, I’m coming home)(Rench singing)
Get the other hand exposed go and throw the sixth up
(Ain't no stopping, I’m coming home)(Rench singing)
Seven is a number both prime and divine
Eight sides on the sign and you stop on the line
As long as I can see Pluto, then we still have nine
I bet your top ten dead or alive ain’t like mine
See the flows so crispy, you don’t want to miss me
When I hit this beat and throw it to you like a frisbee
Brolic with the flow buck wild Bill Bixby
Want it with the Do'?
No, the bow gets busy
Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this
We’re in the place
Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that
We’re in the house
Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this
We’re in the place
Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that
We’re in the house like this
(Rench singing)
Up on the mountain, down in the plains
In the heat of the desert and the delta rains
Off dusty trails, down on the street
Ain’t no stopping, I’m coming home