Can't Stop Me
(Nothing's gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop
Nothing's gonna stop me)
This that head-bob music right here, boy
Yo, pay the fuck attention man
Five to this muhfucka
Hands high, get live to this muhfucka
Cause they tellin lies in this muhfucka
Shit, but I won't forfeit
My hood is on my back like
It ain’t cold enough for it
Hell's Kitchen, mission is one of possibility
So solely material success don't appeal to me
Since I started rappin for the hell of it
Why would I give a fuck if I only sell a bit?
But incidentally I'm exponentially ahead of
These enemies of the real
So they dreadin these deadly flows that
Ain't no rapper safe from
Even those with longevity
Cause I'm on the hills, like Beverly
So why would I listen to what you tellin me?
I'll school all those whose
Thought process elementary
My team way stronger than yours so
No wonder you be upsettin me
But I'm tryin not to let it get to me cause
(Nothing’s gonna stop, nothing’s gonna stop
Nothing's gonna stop me)
Like you could try to stop me, I mean
Like you could conceive of it but, nah
I’m sporadically scholastic
Passively active
Galactically out of this world
Wit a stunning vernacular
It's spectacular, young bachelor
And hey now
I'm a rockstar so she either givin
Mouth or I'm smashin her
And do I ride for my dogs? No Shih Tzu
But we more like pitbulls
More like them dudes who bend
Rules and get rude
So when we enter venues dudes egos shrink
Like that person that you vent to
(Nothing’s gonna stop, nothing's gonna stop
Nothing's gonna stop me)
Yo man like I don't get it, like what
What don't you understand?
Like I don't give a fuck bro, like
There's no challenge you can, like, nah
Spit crack like a pipe now
Hoes get pipe now and dudes get piped down
White chow, but I'm white hot on the mic now
And these dudes ain't warmed up
So they tight now
Not the bottom but I started from the medium
I'm headed to the top though
Yall more like the median
Dudes who said that I was average like
"I ain't mean that"
Do you hear the range that he has? Man
He raps so he's back with the bullshit
Like D rose's knee
Hoes'll be jockin on cause my poetry
And the foes'll be approachin me
Like "Woah is me, Craft
We knew your flow was deep"
Yeah right, yall ain't notice me
But fuck yall apologies, I
Don't need a co-sign, fuck trigonometry
I'll do this on my own
Til my shit is undeniable
And if you on the fence about me
Shit then I'll decide for you
And that's it man, I'm done
I had to give talkin shit a try how'd I do?
