Lyrics:
where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya
Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mags
Don't stop, keep goin' don't
(Don't Stop)
Here we go
See I’m loving what you do to me so if it’s cool (Let me know)
We can kick it to the VIP because the party don’t stop till three
Of days and weeks and months and years
Time heals pain washes away tears
Time controls us, we don't control time
We ain't Marty McFly cuz our
Time's
heart is
Yeah, let me take you where it started I got niggas who was with me, now they hating
Is it cause my flow go retarded? You know I'm the hardest
I
one
of my skills And we don't gotta trade
I'ma work for mine just to say I did it And when I get it, don't be coming for me
For food, like it's
stop...
The homies call me afroman,
I rap with a live funk band,
if you can't buy my music don't sweat,
order it of the internet.
I'm never on mtv,
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, y'all, and you don't
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
Yes, yes, y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, y'all, and you don't
questioning anything and everything
I cling to the strings that they fling
They wring me
I'm getting clean, I grow my wings
And then I sing
Don't stop now
Nah,
And when he seen her naked
It musta took his mind
Let astray by his eyes
The truth is often in disguise
Hidden behind calloused hearts
And petty lies
Don't
stop me now
Don't stop me 'cause I'm having
A good time, having a good time
I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky
Like a tiger defying the laws
with that choppa
He breaking rules with that choppa ya
Aint nobody gone stop him cuz he do whatever I fucking say
That aint my problem so dont come to me
tears to cry
Lately, I been gettin' high off life
Just livin' get me high
I went from barely gettin' by to every day
I'm gettin' fly
I live in a world
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Eenie meenie minie mo getting kinde critical
Don't want to hurt you though but I gotta let you go
So tell me why you want to do me like that
Used
still gasping
I'm stressed out now and the dogs are barking
Saw a pug in the mix so I had to spark him
He did a front flip and I can't stop laughing
As I
room spin, spin, spin
Turn the bass up loud, loud, loud
We about to go in, in, in
And we can't stop now, now, now (Fuck it up)
Dance (don't stop, don't
room spin, spin, spin
Turn the bass up loud, loud, loud
We about to go in, in, in
And we can't stop now, now, now (Fuck it up)
Dance (don't stop, don't
Just let me grieve
In private 'cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk
to having a big reputation
Violated by his own family
He's got no problem with violation
Using a weapon brings fear
And fear just means you don't need
Just let me grieve
In private 'cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk
not enough, freak"
Echoing to break me
Like the DVD logo
Bouncing all over the TV screen
Well
Maybe I'm exaggerating
Or am I not?
'Cause they don't shut
loaded, Deck with 52
I recollect the days when "Protect Ya Neck" would get me through
Metamorphosis, now we do business in better offices
Time'll tell
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