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Stop
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Stop fue publicado el 6 de septiembre de 2024 por The Union Records como parte del álbum Back to da Interlude - EP
6 de septiembre de 2024
SelloThe Union Records
IdiomaEnglish
BPM63
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía

Letras

Damn
Stop what you doin, the audience booing, you makin' a fool of yoself
Stop what you doing, it ain't no renewing the shit that u do to yoself
Fuck it im usin da belt
Bastard rappers must think i'm they pappy
If they call it cappin' then they cam in action
Quik about ta take em with they blades & axes
Pots to piss in, or a vacant mattress,
Meditate or you gon resonate with spirits skimming digits off yo favorite package
Hit da mirror or filet da baggage
Risk the liver or delay the acid
Take a trip, until you break the grip of tryna pay fa shit "ain't dis a safety hazard"
Drake might play "but this shit ain't the actor"
Stop
Aye y'all **** betta quit fuckin round n dem streets mane
Stop,
Cuz the last **** u wanna run into is that ****
And that **** is me mane
Smoke so much & now my teeth stank
Marijuana, should I marry Wanda? if I bury contra is my weed safe
Bury condoms now my seed saved
Scary, karma make release dates
Share a dollar, share da ease bae
Jerry, Maury what da screen say
Paranoia, its a weak day
How u stop when da bodies drop good Samaritan
Phone da law, get a police call, Jude Iscariot
Trippin, drippin' jaws, swallow up the balls, in da chariot
Break the limit, quit thinking timid, like "there he is"
Rest in peace my **** and niglets that ain't inherit shit
Barely thinkin bout what to be in this settlement
Get stuck in the cycle, they bind u inside da barriers
Steal yo light & yo ID like Thomas Edison
Stop
Man I ain't even finished mane what the fuck
I know Quik gotta get in this bitch but
Stop
Mane get df out da way
GONE
Quik to find you, then bind you, as if we married in
Pressure turn to ice or a diamond, inside the western end
Lightning strike inside of the East but shine in the chest of men
Welcome to the feast, we'll come eat it right when they let us in
Quik, i need a drink, do you think you'll speak to da president
Shoot a shot, to block up yo pockets, like Dot when seeing Grahams
Suck a dick, or suck on a popsicle with yo baby hands
Stop The Rock, then, raise up his eyebrow, to see his favorite kid
Mortal minded I stop the violence then break it in
Gucci & Prada got nada but den again
Open da gates while i pray dat Yah bring em in
Go till I can't, if I break, Script you better win
Open cases, I'm David, now let em in
Stop
Aye lemme see dem headphones bro
Naw yeen leave me no time on da track man c'mon
Stop
Stop
Time waits on no man
Don't be wasting mine
Find the son of man
Meet the father time
Bow my head to pray
The pleasures all mine
I'm in a different of state of mind, skipping state lines
Connect 4 now it's time to build a enterprise
If we don't come together it's gone be a genocide
If I flatline would they erase me or embrace me
Ketchup must hurt when u chase me
I'm in a race where Ian gotta do no running
Mark the spot with a X and all my dogs get to coming
Or I can take you to the cliff you can jump now
Whatchu call it still falling, ain't hit the ground
I probably gotta close my eyes just to look around
I probably gotta close my eyes just to look around
Stop what you doin, the audience booing, you makin' a fool of yoself
Stop what you doing, it ain't no renewing the shit that u do to yoself
Fuck it I'm usin' da belt
Lookin to you for some help
Written by: Isaiah Noble-Talton, Tarrence Smith
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