Aint No Stopping - Gangstagrass

Yeah

It’s the S-L-E-U-T-H, and the way you’ll get done is excruciating

You can’t even imagine the brand of self-loathing you’ll feel when you step to

the man who’s been chosen

I’m ice cold, pitch black and old golden

Trying to get your feet in the door?

I’m ten toes in!

Fresh as a pimp who gets chosen

Every last one of you simps’ll get stolen

You don’t want to let the Do' in

'cause when I get up in the door then you have to let my flow in

And my flow is oh so golden gone when I’m on this microphone I’m holdin'

(Holden)

Caulfield, drop a beat that y’all feel

Fold it over like a sword maker with the raw steel

Do it for my people living through the raw deal

Scarecrows might be fat but they’re straw-filled

-That means they’ve got no heart

Far too many pieces in this puzzle for you not to know your part

Every time they change the rules of the game

Players are the same they just shuffle up the names

They may have a different face but the joker’s still wild

Already playing, might as well now how

Bang out a beat for my people in the crowd M-A in this piece what you wan to do

now?

Let’s get it!

Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this

We’re in the place

Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that

We’re in the house

Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this

We’re in the place

Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that

We’re in the house like this

Any beat up on this damn thing’s toast when I’m on deck

I don’t really mean to boast but I’m gon' wreck

I ain’t worried 'bout them haters 'cause they won’t test

Even if they tried leave 'em fried when the Do' bless

Call a medic 'cause it’s so sick you might catch it

Tighter flows put the Do' in a higher bracket

Spit fire like the barrel of a ratchet

Do it all in one pass, I ain’t gotta patch it

When I spit, take a drink from the fire hose

Don’t spill a drop 'cause I know that you’re tired of those

Jawns that you’re hearing every thirty-five minutes-

No mic skill swearing that they’re nice with some kind of flow

Lord blessed me with a brain so I use it

Work hard, do my damn thing in this music

Devil try to make me go insane so I prove 'em wrong

That why I had to do this song

Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this

We’re in the place

Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that

We’re in the house

Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this

We’re in the place

Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that

We’re in the house like this

One too may demons in this world trying to tempt us

(Ain't no stopping, I’m coming home)(Rench singing)

Two or three every four years trying to pimp us

(Ain't no stopping, I’m coming home)(Rench singing)

Five fingers on the hand curl for the fist up

(Ain't no stopping, I’m coming home)(Rench singing)

Get the other hand exposed go and throw the sixth up

(Ain't no stopping, I’m coming home)(Rench singing)

Seven is a number both prime and divine

Eight sides on the sign and you stop on the line

As long as I can see Pluto, then we still have nine

I bet your top ten dead or alive ain’t like mine

See the flows so crispy, you don’t want to miss me

When I hit this beat and throw it to you like a frisbee

Brolic with the flow buck wild Bill Bixby

Want it with the Do'?

No, the bow gets busy

Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this

We’re in the place

Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that

We’re in the house

Like this, Like this, we’re all up the house like this

We’re in the place

Like that, like that, we’re all up in the place like that

We’re in the house like this

(Rench singing)

Up on the mountain, down in the plains

In the heat of the desert and the delta rains

Off dusty trails, down on the street

Ain’t no stopping, I’m coming home