DON'T STOP

[BOY FROOT] I'LL PUT YOU ON MY TABLE LIKE DEXTER, BUT HOLD UP WHAT'S YOUR GIRLS NUMBER? I'MMA TEXT HER, THEN I'MMA SEX HER IT'LL BE MY PICTURE IN THE FRAME ON HER DRESSER I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK'S GOIN' ON I JUST TRY TO PAINT A PICTURE, PUT IT IN A SONG SOMETIMES I GOTTA SMOKE LIKE CHEECH AND CHONG GRIND UP A GRAM AND PUT IT ALL IN THE BONG [KEIKI] LYRICS ARE A TESTAMENT TO ALL THE BIRDS I'M LIVIN' WITH CHIRPIN' IN MY EAR, AIDIN TO MY INTELLIGENCE TELLIN ME TA KEEP ON KILLIN' SHIT AND WRECKIN' IT WHEN I SPIT MY FIRST WORD NO ONE COULD HAVE RECKONED THAT I WAS WRITING TO MY OWN SONG, NO ONE ELSE COULD HEAR IT IT WAS THERE ALL ALONG, YA JUST GOTTA FEEL IT I'M STUCK IN MY OWN WORLD, REPEATIN' WHAT THE GHOST HEARD IF YOU WANNA FUCK WITH ME, DON'T LOOK FAR I'LL BE OUTSIDE YO HOUSE TONIGHT, BLASTIN' YOU FROM MY CAR STEALIN' ALL THE DRUGS YA DEALIN' GET BACK TO THE GRIND AND TAKE OUT YO FILLIN'S I AIN'T JUST A VILLIAN, I'M ALSO THE MESSIAH MY STATE OF CONSCIOUSNESS IS ABOUT GETTIN' HIGHA PASS OUT TONIGHT, YOU WON'T DENY-AH THAT THIS IS THE DOPEST SHIT THAT YOU EVER TRIED-AH CAN'T STOP, WON'T STOP, SUREFIRE, STRAIGHT SHOT WATCH THE FUCKIN' COPS DROP, POP ANOTHER SHOT TA LET EM KNOW WE ON TOP, WHEN I WATCH YA BODY FLOP I GET MY FUCKIN' ROCKS OFF PSYCHOPATHIC, LUNATIC, BREAKIN' BITCHES, LOOTIN' SHIT HOW I FIND THE HUMOR IN THIS PURGATORY LOOMIN IS RUINED BY YOUR CLUELESSNESS WHEN I FINALLY GOTCHA PINNED EVERYONE UNDERSTAND WHO THE FUCKIN' SHOOTER IS [BOY FROOT] DON'T STOP, CAN'T STOP, WON'T STOP, GET IT GET IT IF I SEE A BLUNT IN THE PLACE, MAN I'MMA HIT IT IF YA GET UP IN MY FACE, I'm GONNA THROW A FIT GIVE YOU A GODDAMN TASTE OF MY FUCKIN' SPIT MAYBE A LITTLE BIT OF BLOOD TOO THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR FUCKIN' WIT BOY FROOT BETTER THINK TWICE, BOY I AIN'T NICE GO AHEAD AND TRY, BOY PICK UP THAT KNIFE BOY FROOT, KEIKI, COMIN TA KILL YA ASS, BITCH