deadly venoms - don' stop lyrics
[intro: n-tyce]
yo, yo
[n-tyce]
while you on interviews on m.t.v.
i’m in the country, sippin’ beer, and i’ve done been through three
cuz see me, i’m just a regular person
you got a sound, i can make a remix and do a better version
i keep it real on the mic because i hate an actor
i ain’t sayin’ i’m the best, but i’m your favorite rapper
plus i’m hungry, i ain’t ate in a year
my ends is runnin’ high, and i’m debatin’ wit scare
but i’mma, crank it and steer, sittin’ b-tt naked wit beer
thinkin’ of ways how i can make it this year
if you’re all ready platinum and probably got a plaque or two
i’m still crackin’ brew, ate up rhymes attackin’ you
it’s like i stick to the track wit glue
you think you hot cuz you so and so, well chick, i’m a rapper too
and i don’t care what you rap about
i got a check account, n-gg- we can put our own record out
[chorus: pearl handle]
don’t stop, don’t stop, no time outs
it’s hot, breathe, i need a loud mouth to scream
if you all, out and about, the street club or the house
and you need heat through your speakers, don’t stop
[chorus: naisha]
don’t stop, don’t stop, no time outs
it’s hot, breathe, i need a loud mouth to scream
if you all, out and about, the street club or the house
and you need heat in your speakers, don’t stop
[champ m.c.]
yo, don’t speak cuz the champ still got it
might of took a fall, but keep money in my pocket
hustle hard on these concrete’s, these are my seeds
i gots to eat, my bodyguard is a heater ho
pretty but bold, don’t speak unless told
the more of some sh-t, think quick
don’t get caught up in a paint box of blood
spread you wit another d-mn hit
throwin’ curve b-lls, hittin’ a, herb all ya’ll
keep a gangsta rich, got ya’ll hatin’ this b-tch
venom, is the only type of present i give ’em
deadly, but ya’ll still fearin’ the rhythm
gotta get this paper, sh-t on all you haters
especially them imitators, got you stealin’ my favor
it ain’t nothin’, i’m callin’ you bluff, just because i know you ain’t tough
it ain’t over, the time out, nowhere to run and you’re all crimed out
[chorus: pearl handle]
[chorus: naisha]
[j-boo]
yo, recognize a thorough b-tch, when you see one
pretty thug, 5’10”, ya’ll b-tches got no wins
why you wanna act up and front in front of your friends?
why you wanna test the skills that’s bringin’ me in?
the question still remains: can venom rock?
can venom really blow the spot? come on, now, stop
ask yourself what chicks is keepin’ it hot
fitted bomb sh-t through your boom box, ridin’ through your block
n-gg-s always wanna know who’s the best?
deadly venom, fox brown, lil’ kim, f-ck the rest
yea, you heard right, i spit game, my sh-t is tight
and to the rest of you lame -ss chicks, ya’ll be aight
i keep it gangsta, i spit hood, it’s all good
why you actin’ holly hood, when your alb-m went wood
i call it how i see it, ya’ll chicks is trash
wanna b-mp me and my click? don’t make me laugh
it ain’t a mystery why so many hatin’ on us
i know you mad, cuz we got the world waitin’ on us
[champ m.c.]
i ain’t over, the time out, nowhere to run and you’re all crimed out
[chorus: pearl handle]
[chorus: naisha]
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