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JUNIOR
Stop It
Hip-Hop/Rap
Stop It κυκλοφόρησε στις 1 Νοεμβρίου 2024 από Junior ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Stop It - Single
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ΆλμπουμStop It - Single
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας1 Νοεμβρίου 2024
ΕτικέταJunior
ΓλώσσαEnglish
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
JUNIOR
JUNIOR
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ricky R Woodyatt Jr
Ricky R Woodyatt Jr
Composer, Lyrics

Στίχοι

I have to drop it
You misewell stop it
There's nothing valid
In the tracks
Your dropping
All the non sense
your made up content
Your in your feelings
About the news
Your watching
All these artist
Are gonna fall regardless
I'm gonna turn up the heat
They gon start thinking I'm heartless
No support for your craft
Wack'd your lyrics are harmless
An attempt to write a diss track
Is trash for the garbage
If you even write a track at all
Not much there to start with
Point it in the wrong direction
Get caught up in a star glitch
An art twist mended
In the life of a street kid
Your life could be a puzzle
In my verse
No one say shhhhh
Disappear within the lines
As the beat drop a low kick
Don't even need a pistol
Had the beat on a kill switch
You wear the same bikini
As your bro on the low flip
It's a crazy situation
When your crew
With the same skit
Put on the wrong personanah
There's an end to the fakeness
Nothing real about you pappi
A daily add to a fake list
If your fans would only bless you
Stay away from them young kids
You makin all that money
How you fall on that dumb shit
You a target
For the public
When they catch you
Your par-snipped
Entertainment be your getaway
Sail out or get car clipped
Hellatious demonstrations
Best fly out on a star ship
How they put one at the top
He as dumb as a scared pig
Another clown up
For the masses
Workin hard on the next gig
Put his mind inside a dress
Push the opp on the next kid
Put you on the television
Push your trash
on the next Gen
Why on bucks
Would I promote it for
No buying out streetkid
Imah put on for my people
Keep It as real as the streets get
Put no energy in lacking
But you slacking
That's real shit
You should really drop the mic
Leave the mic were you dropped it
You couldn't rap it
If you wanted to
Misewell stop it
Your a clown for the circus
Who put you on for show
You need a public lead
Your fan base gettin low
You need a little boost
To pay that flesh you owe
They wanna make you rich
Agree to sell your soul
You couldn't write a rap
Your ghost is on the go
They push you on the Young
The parents wouldn't know
Let's change the way they think
Promote it in a show
Turn'm inside out
Confuse them while grow
Parents gotta slave
Till night light drop to low
Not like we have a choice
A life on the go
Put our trust in man
To entertain the land
We looking for the good
They wanna slay the lad
Woman up for grabs
They stepped it up a notch
Put prices on the tags
Left shortys on the block
Raising up the young
On pinto beans glocks
They don't know no better
Still undergoing shock
Prisons built for dads
Pulled'm from the flock
Young ones sign a deal
Then later end up shot
Who to blame for this
A never ending drop
Leads to the question
Will violence ever stop
Is there an ending to this madness
A break for this sadness
Can love reign In the hearts of man
Rejuvenate respect
As it starts in the land
If you wanna see a difference
It first starts with man
Written by: Ricky R Woodyatt Jr

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