Can't Stop

[Hook]: They looking at me funny Got my eyes closed I ain’t looking at the money But I know it’s coming Five minus five, me killing it is nothing Never slowing down Came too far, can’t turn back now This is all I got, so no matter what happens yo I Can’t stop I can’t stop I can’t stop [Verse One] To say that I’m the best you ever heard would be foolishness Cause you will not get every single word So if I can’t be your choice in your top five I’ll stop trying and be your voice Meaning your thoughts, my speech Your hood I’ll reach, on beats I beast I’m trying to win loyalty I done worked at Burger King, Dairy Queen Listening to Prince, seeking royalties Before he turned into a symbol I could take the realest song, turn it to a single Had a Walkman, I used to walk with On the block bumping raw shit Played it so often I broke the stop button But I didn’t toss it I’m a sure believer everything is for a reason Fuck it I ain’t pausing either I’ma go, go, go til the curtains close Perfect flows, hurting foes Please could you turn this joint up [Hook]: They looking at me funny Got my eyes closed I ain’t looking at the money But I know it’s coming Five minus five, me killing it is nothing Never slowing down Came too far, can’t turn back now This is all I got, so no matter what happens yo I Can’t stop I can’t stop I can’t stop [Verse Two]: My diction is a contradiction ‘cause my heart is missing But I’m honest spitting, I’m hard but there’s some conscious mixed in My songs go so far I’m distant, tell me if God is listening ‘cause if that’s the case then yea I’m partly Christian But if not then I’m an artist driven with the target missing ‘cause my aim ain’t the charts, I’m here for y’all existence And the fathers missing, that’s my martyr mission, take the bars I kick and make scholarships Breaking off tuitions I talked this way since Reverend Run told me walk this way shit Sorry for cussing I can’t help being great yo I’m sorry for nothing I know life can be the scariest, obstacles, barriers Horoscope reads cancer, you an Aquarius Or a Sagittarius, shooting for the stars I’m just trying to introduce you to Sherod, ‘cause you know he can’t stop [Verse Three]: It doesn’t matter if I’m bummy or I’m well dressed Ask if I’m best I say hell yes Beat don’t knock I’m the help desk Lotta cats heard the s–t that I was bringing started fixing up they words like spell check, its so real… Giving you emotions thru my vocals that you might not have felt yet Used to break laws, now I’m on course To reach a lot more people, although I sell less I wanna be famous and inconspicuous Healthy while I’m ill Be dumbed down yet intricate Hear it and you feel I’m like, like I’m on my last meal and I can’t leave the table Asking labels what’s the deal? I’m the fiend that’s swearing that this is my last hit But he just can’t seem to get rid of the bad itch The good dude giving his heart to a bad bitch Hood dude moving that raw to get cash quick I’ll take the role of the reverend that doesn’t scream I’mma be the parent that tells their children to dream I’ll be the reporter reporting shit that he’s seen I’ll be the director and every verse is a scene I’ll be the author, the writer with arthritis from typing so many words about the power we Fighting what’s up? I am the bum on the train with a sign that says keep your coins I want change I’m the man on the stage with a rhyme style murdering every rapper you praise