Don't Stop (feat. Slaine)

Lyrics

Look into these eyeballs
 You can see there's fireballs
 Spitting fire like I'm a pyro from Hiro
 Shocking like a stun gun, I'm in a conundrum
 Walking through a dungeon, pale like I'm from London
 Traveling, my brains unraveling, I'm coming undone
 But still I'm heavy like a truck that's a one ton
 I will eat you like a wonton, I'll smoke a rapper like a Pom Pom
 Bamm-Bamm! Draping up these rappers like a sodomite selector
 Spinning around your head like I'm a satellite directed
 Penetrating, I'm a hyperventilating alien
 Probing you up in my UFO but I'm Canadian
 Star Wars, pulling out my lightsaber, en garde!
 Strong enough to pull the ears up off a Gunnar
 Been around hip hop so long that I'm a monarch
 Putting fat laces in my Pumas, wearing Conart
 My rhyme will stick to you like lawn darts
 And you don't stop, and you don't quit
 And you don't stop, and you don't quit
 And you don't stop, and you don't quit
 Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit
 And they say these kids are the craziest
 The whole world's alive, but he's just what they say he is
 Let's go back in time, back to where the eighties is
 See the kid as he grew up and the ways he lived
 I jerked off before the age of ten, found a page and pen
 Passed it and laughed off the rage and sin
 Hackin' cough, bad ideas in my brain dancing back and forth
 I put the pen and page down, went back to jacking off
 My morals all over the place, it's all over
 Fall over drunk, I'm shit-faced, I never call sober
 You know what my style on for now on
 How long [??] The matador and it's now dawn
 Bitches want a [??] while the pad is add on
 The mirror with the razor out, now you want a pal, huh?
 I'm sick of society, I can't function in it
 I'll cuss you bitches out, go back to gettin' drunk again
 x2
 And you don't stop, and you don't quit
 And you don't stop, and you don't quit
 And you don't stop, and you don't quit
 Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit
 Hit record, Jason Bourne, no replacement for him
 Hallucinating, face is warm, drinking Agent Orange
 When I was young I used to fuck and bring the cameras out
 Riding wearing floral print pajamas at my grandma's house
 I'm a blabbermouth, so much shit to rap about
 I'll eat a rapper like an apple then I'll crap him out
 This took all the energy that I could muster up
 Cause mentally, my mind has warped into a clusterfuck
 Subhuman, psychotic, I'm a superbeast
 My girl is twenty three, don't want to slide around in cougar grease
 Uhllaaah, I'm fly like I'm the Enterprise
 Whipper-rapper dead, will not be able to identify 'em
 I'll eat a rapper like it's dinner time
 Cold like I'm a bicycle with icicles at winter time
 x2
 And you don't stop, and you don't quit
 And you don't stop, and you don't quit
 And you don't stop, and you don't quit
 Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit
 

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Duration
03:16
Tempo
97 BPM

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