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n.i.t.z. - can't stop me lyrics

[chorus]
i been on this road too long/
seem like it’s the same ole song/
time to move on and do my own/
thing they can’t stop me/
waving goodbye to yesterday/
no more looking back for me/
leaving a mark they can’t erase/
still they can’t stop me/

[verse 1]
farewells never fair well/
at times it feels like a bitter kind of pill going down/
up and down/
baby girl got a mouth like a stairwell/
i don’t share well/
got love for my brothers, but it’s hard trying to walk the same trail/
26 on the same shit/
sitting on the same ship/
we ain’t never set sail, shit becoming ancient/
face it/
a dream is only caught if you chase it/
got to treat this motherf-cker here like you racing/
for the finish line/
get in mind/
visualize/
and taste it/
basic/
motherf-ckers ain’t going to make it/
one hit wonders going to wonder where their names went/
those on top looking down/
i’m coming for your crown/
going to take it/
and reign as the new rap king/
give me two fat rings/
i need one for me and one for my greatest creation/

[verse 2]
i been on this road too long/
hidden from the lime light/
kept within the dark even though i shine bright/
got a heart of pure gold with a god like/
mind, why the f-ck you think i rhyme tight/
i’m like/
no one in this world you know/
rare as motherf-cking girl who don’t/
suck them down/
f-ck around/
with a couple clowns/
bobby shmurda/
go get murdered/
your the reason why these people dumber now/
ouch that’s got to hurt/
my bad, i ain’t mean to take shots then again i’m kind of yerked/
and i ain’t got no type like rae/
i’m coming at anybody in my way/
everybody getting bodied/
when i make it to the party/
disembody/
all the rae and bobby’s/
going to make it bl–dy/
chopping up the bodies got to be one and only/
rapping just a f-cking hobby/

[verse 3]
last verse think i better pipe down/
better set this mic down/
i done said enough to get me sniped out/
plus the way i rhyme/
it plays in the mind/
it doesn’t stop, even when your psyched out/
someone bring the ice out/
please cool me off, cause i’m heated like the people down in ferguson/
they murdered this/
kid, cause he wasn’t with the white crowd/
i’m pushing all they b-ttons, bet your motherf-cking life they put my lights out/

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