Skrip - Stop It lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah Blood rush brainwaves in motion Rough touch to the heart got it far from broken In the cells and the veins a brand new covenant Magnetizing ears and the outcome you lovin' it Disclaimer, who's this stranger? Long time coming no need for the flanger More than a caped crusader with the a**ortment of musical flavors that rock like a manger My aim to reframe the shame that's been slain So all that don't know can be born again I could do all things and make beats sound strange For the enlightenment of ears to gain change Bright like a street light with the music Rowdy enough to cause a street fight but no hadouken So with all of that you wondering for This is what it sound like under the score Yeah [Hook] "Stop It" You really talk too much Off at the mouth like you all too tough Thinking you the next big thing Thinking that you, thinking that you living that dream "Stop it" You need to really give up "Stop it" You need to really give up "Stop it" You need to really give up "Stop it" You need to really give up [Verse 2] With every minute I'm in it to win it Admit it you finished every lyric I spit it Live it no kidding I'm independent 'cuz with it You'd think I'm sinning I'm grinning at foolishness Welcome to the school of fist in your appendix The truth hurts who gone make the move first Sweatin' over ivory violently I do work Tears on the keys while I type No buzz but I get love from beyond before I breathe on the mic In the last days bellies is gods sin is swallowed in Your favorite rappers in a blender no juice come out of 'em The emptiness is based and some claim to be gods But in reflection of divinity they shatter in shards Blowin' up proximity close these crumbs get toast They choke when they quote what I wrote Afterlife-switch on that's where I keep my head And It's cross life you are now witnessing the Living dead (“This is the sound of an underground renegade I come through and bless the mic in a Godly fashion”) [Hook] [Verse 3] With the versatility intricately I'm back again All y'all need to fall back Benny Hinn Straight to the core bad to the bone skeleton No chains though got a holy ghost rider settled in Four minutes of pure so you hittin' rewind No dollar sign can define this mind of mine And been hip-hop since before '99 I don't use pens I type 'cuz I like them tidy lines Watchin' over the streets you can call me a warden Bringing thoughts to life with the Light like Hal Jordan Heavier than leather is worth, till I'm under the dirt Speak truth whether freestyle or rehearsed New eyesight so I'm making it clear I'mma light lampstand yelling out "Get over here" Flows ever last and will forever paint a picture You may know me as Skrip but It's short for skripture [Hook] [Outro]