
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
It Just Don't Stop |
Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape |
All the crimes of hate just ain’t the size and shape |
You can walk don’t the block and get slumped or knocked |
It don’t stop y’all and it just don’t stop |
I leave the microphone intrigued with my practice |
This rebel stick your system like a cactus a boys sadness |
Who knows what is concealed under the mattress |
Ruegurs, losses and grindals when my minds in blackness |
Then I act this way the beast unleashed |
Rabbis, monks and priests always pray for peace |
But it’s deceased now only lives the true realance |
Open up the mental deaths you rented through my palace |
My thoughts contain the plus sign plus the malice |
Not equating to your Wonderland so fuck Alice |
My style is hostile on the external |
But got plenty of love and warmth that’s internal |
The sin coronal |
Surfaces from whispers from the lower |
My noun like arks and 950 years of Noah |
You’re arch rival |
You burn a cross I burn the bible |
Because I’m liable, to do this |
When my actions true this |
But I’d rather choose to use my diction |
Resurrect that blond blue eyed and put him through another crucifixion |
Stay up in your jurisdiction (say what?) |
My depiction is the drama |
Though these eyes I’ve seen the trauma |
Homicides in the source that was phenomenal |
When I find out who banged Muwan in his abdominal |
Met with Jesus to learn to Burns not commical |
At times this thing ain’t logical |
I gots to walk around with my brain on cock |
Cause it can’t (can't) won’t (won't) don’t (don't) stop |
My mentals in flame your brains will drain |
When I let the ink drip and then pass out a pink slip |
I think quick so check my methodology |
My stylagy is more ranty than anthropology |
Between your raw legs like it’s gynecology |
You and your sorry ass style needs an apology |
Cause an earthquake and make you shake you need neurology |
These niggas kill me actin' like stars fuck they astrology |
Imagin' with my badge I snatch the pagent |
Turn your city to a smashing and grab it |
Now it’s time to burn the maggots my message stronger than Elisha |
That backslap the ass like your father |
Why bother? |
Would any care for, lyrics I sling from my mic with cease your laughter |
Mind of a bachelor to a master |
What I thought that leaves you flabbergasted |
Ask you what’s the matter bastard? |
These types of rhythms man you’d rather blast it |
You hear the beats in jeeps over the weekend |
Silence is golden and niggas get killed just for speakin' |
The only deacon is death when ya left wounded |
Layin' on the ground and meet your doom quick |
I done been through the deserts of hell with Satin sittin' waitin' |
Contemplatin' and trying to get me for the takin' |
That’s why I walk around with my brain on cock |
Cause it can’t (can't) won’t (won't) don’t (don't) stop |
At times I feel as if could pull a kamikaze |
Illuminatti probably in the civic center lobby |
They seeds in the world student body probably |
Creatin' missles they got my child holdin' pistols |
Knowledge and understand will make a man murder |
Stand further fuck all the swine plus they hamburger |
No hallucination the lieutenant plus Illitant arean murder that’s mental |
Credentials is I am a hell residental with fire for the presidental |
Officially it’s havoc in the temple |
I terrorize the heavens bring on the renaissance |
With the seventh the civili the reverence reprimand |
The deacon keepin' 'em from speachin' |
Tell 'em seeks the false preacher and I step like a shadow on your way to |
hot concrete |
And ovserve my peoples in the essence every weekend |
We wonder what the fuck is school teachin' |
Intoxicating soldiers at chaotic times reachin' |
The dynasty is slim |
But they only resemble what’s when we attack |
That split your back then we extort your speciamen |
I put this in your system like lesser than |
Then manuver mentally for men internal medicine |
I hold the fort down with Malik symoblic |
To the mind of word that’s Islamic |
The killer force as I deposit dealin' with logic |
I keep my brain on cock it don’t stop |
Bad lieutenant, M-Ill-it-ant feel the fifth guerilla chant. |
Come through.? |
Check it out. |
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