This goes out to all my niggas
Spendin they last on gas, grass and ass
And to all my ladies playin in bars free drinks
And shit push it up push it up
Chorus
Keep on
Ya dont stop , if ya dont stop maybe ya wont stop
If ya wont stop maybe ya cant stop
So keep on, keep on an on ya keep on
Ya dont stop , if ya dont stop maybe ya wont stop
If ya wont stop than ya cant stop
So keep on, keep on an on
Verse 1
Rebellious-i, felonas city slicker
Real nigga hit ya district with the impact of a twista
Now clear the zone, rhyme down the phone lines and toss motor homes
My poems were found next to dinosaur bones
Perform by the elders before the kings thrown
This style has no origin or birth date
And scientists research can not calculate
The great mind skatin through space and time
Vibratin thru the bass lines that stun man kind
Reclined in the leather seat the cassette blasts
Vocals that smash out the bullet proof glass
Rippin through your 15s like wolverine
Sick with the lyric there be no vacine
You attach with the tractor beam, rap fiend
And all heads who feel it lick off a magazine
Chorus
Verse 1
We trip the light, ride to the rhythms of the night
Skin tight honeys show me love at first sight
Work light krazy legs nonstop body drop
My hip hop drop you to your knees in shock
Watch for the spot rushers, slang hustler
Lackluster skills, solute the drill instructor
Yes yes yall I heard the s.o.s. call
Ins to the rescue about to bless yall
Got em brawlin in the mess hall and the dance hall
They ants yall and I remain to stand tall
Cant fall, sonll restore like michael jackson off the wall
Singin life aint so bad at all
When ya livin it we all deserve the finer things
Like foreign cars fancy clothes and diamond rings
My exotic dancers keep shakin ya thing
To my niggas on the streets thats soon to be king
Chorus
Verse 3
Keep on keep on an on
Last call for alcohol bartender two kahluas and milk
With crushed ice in the blender
What up love?
Lets jelly off the dancefloor
Before ya man come lookin for points he cant score
More than you bargained for ,deserve an encore
Putt em down ,you put em up till ya sore
Motion picture thoughts project in wide screens
Laced off the lime green, duckin high beams
Swift sword, making fetti out the bill board
Rap pro, throwin up bombs like jeff joard
Catch me next tour feel free to explore
Dont sweat me at the door like we met before
Tryin to dick ride, Im inside where the chicks hide
Quick slide move, we lootin the spy...
Quick slide move, we lootin the spy
Chorus
