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Annihilate all my opponents, onna music probation
They said APLUS was a hit, drop that mixtape cuz we waitin
Tryna make it out the hood my nigga but you be

pursuing music now
Probably not cus the crowd too loud, hey
You're blinded by the baddies
It's Pats Musik bout to roll me a fatty

I'm just a messenger
Ain't tryna get into no fray
If they don't like it
Let the chips fall
Where they may
Some people think I can't rap
Cause my hair is

know my name now I jumped right in now there ain't no stoppin
If I could turn right back right now then I couldn't say I wouldn't
Put them nike air's

on me
And feelin on me while I'm driving round
Made it home
She in her zone
Friend stoppin by
Come on in
We havin fun turn the music loud
Another drink

on his own
Stack your money and the rest will flow
Get it right with my people, I ain't stoppin' till I'm stuck in the hole
We always prayin' for them

lane
Windows down, music up, got the blades choppin
Got my bitch with me, we ain't even goin' shoppin
How you niggas rappers, y'all ain't got no shit

tell you, I ain't gon' tell you on the low, I just wanted to sell you a ticket, hand-delivered, to my show, I know it's kind of drastic, but this music

Ain't no stoppin'
Why you see me laughin'
Body illmatic
She said, bear you lookin fine
Huh
We moving fine
Cuz we ain't movin dimes
The difference wit me

I'm like a thief in the night
Whole time you think I'm goin' left and then I switch to the right
I'm workin' hard as ever and I ain't stoppin
I'm

You just doin' what you had to do
Little homie, I ain't mad at you
It's okay if you didn't have a clue
Little buddy, I ain't mad at you

I ain't mad

dollars, bitch
Yeah, that's on the dead, homies, like, I ain't never stoppin' this

Remember, ridin' round in the bucket, hella glocks & shit
I'm not fallin'

it down
I ain't really try'na move fast
My old school got me looking like a OG
Everybody looking at me like
They never seen glass
I'm the leader

Live at Jimmy's

Big Punisher

Up Close and Personal [Clean]

2001

more guns in a truck

Yo, yo, ain't nuttin' stoppin' us from droppin'
And rockin' the whole metropolis
We lockin' this down, straight up and down
We too

in the coffin
I don’t think they understand I’m not stoppin
Aye hol up hol up lemme at em I’m back again
No one can stop what is destined by God so now

creeping and all they need is one time
Ain't nobody evil wanna hear the good news

Especially by someone who got a couple loose screws
But now it's not

the Benz
Got money on money, but ain't got no friends
I cut all them off and chill with my cousins
I'm on a mission and there ain't no stoppin'
Gotta take

filthy
Not a hypocrite cuz sometimes I be Guilty
Wanna make her feet curl
Shea moisture
Hair it be silky
You know
You made this much music better spit Good

on the regular
Yeah i stay up through the week i ain't regular
If you comin' through the crib get to freakin'
Cus if you ain't then you gone by the weekend
Nah we

pretend to be
I ain't stoppin' at all, that's the guarantee
Yeah, they hopin' I fall, but I'm on my feet
I ain't droppin' the ball, bitch, I'm traveling
Got

And music kept me alive what
It's like the IV Is actually a mic plug
And with the mic plugged in my hand

And my Wife Up By my side
As my eyes shut, But I was

I stay rappin' non-stoppin'
Gonna make it happen, hoppin'
To the top of rap, I'm kickin' real shit
Just like I'm playin' soccer
Locker-shovin',

that then how in the hell could I write all of this music

This shit got me trippin' I feel like I ain't never coming up
My brothers don't need me I see

Jet Black Cadillac

Stereos

Stereos

2009

back 
Jet Black Cadillac 

I'm never stoppin' cause there ain't no lights around me 
Me and my Caddy, girl, we're happy that you found me 
And if I