SC - Don't Stop lyrics

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SC - Don't Stop lyrics

Some of that real sh**, n***a Some of that trill sh**, n***a Young purple, Savemoney y'all Chitown: where the conflict get crucial, that's where we are Where the GDs and the BDs and the PRs and the DRs Send yo a** to the DR Need an MD, don't tempt me I'mma capture y"all 'for y'all free ours Play basketball with y'all peons Why pa** it off when I breathe on? And my brothers died in the same land that I be on It's only me that I lean on so This some of that real sh**, n***a When blocka blocka's leave blocks vacant won't probably notice For that proper profit your parish's pastor be probably bogus You'll perish faster than parrots talking on top of shoulders Cuz you're private property once that pirate ship hits the surface And cannons loose around us And lives lose around us Mothers they never knew us Gutters is where they found us But hereby notice that sovereign soldiers may hit the streets patrolling And they never pay us attention, no wonder why we're tolling I'm Ayatollah, but rolling up a half a zip Rolling off a half a flat, and Daniels Jackson, half a fifth Eating at the devils diner Have a sit Or have a seat Or have a set I see the future; have a peek Half a step will leave you weak when shoes are made from problems pa**ed Past problems rumble, what's the jungle but a lions gra**? Probably tryna holler at a dollar off that Sa**afras Turtle time, have a gla** All these n***as beefing sounding corny with they cabbage a** Flying paragraphs, grasp for the stars, clouds where you'll land Tell the tale of planets past Dinosaurs to modern man Shooters in a caravan co*k it back and blocka blocka leave you lifeless where you stand But that's the, start of all that real sh**. n***a Young Purple Purp Savemoney I'm just a, new player in a new game And despite the fact cats calling us all the New Tang Shark n***as still eating all off of my crews name I guess that's just what happens when you're on top of the food chain Call me young Purple Pippen, I hit the kitchen with six b**hes that do the dishes My interventions are intermissions to intuition This little mission gon' be complete in a little minute Until then just listen To some of that real sh** And me and Chance the hottest n***as out without a deal n***as handing tapes out, swearing they sh** be hot for real Went from zero to sixty and I ain't even got the wheel Feeling like an early drizzy n***a shouts to milly mill So tell 'em we said hold up This whole game concept ended soon as I showed up But even if it is shots that you wanna throw up you better be sipping more than gatorade when you pour up Sipping water, I'm off the cola Sipping water, I'm off the cola Youngest in the game, I must be sounding like Yoda But these flights leave a Jedi red eyed, while you roll up And It's been a while since I rolled up So watch how you're twisting your fingers and what you throw up Despite the fact your lady lover's slobbing on my totem Everybody spit sick, your mouths smelling like throw up No deal, n***as can't deal with me No ice, n***as can't chill with me And on the realest of reals it can get real iffy cuz the same wild n***as I grew up with are still with me And that's just real sh**, n***a Trill sh**, n***a f** all that little sh**. n***a Savemoney y'all Purp Young Purple

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