You Can't Stop Me Now

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[03:27.88][03:17.29][03:07.31][02:13.60][02:04.75][00:48.99][00:37.60]No matter how hard you try, you can't stop me now

The greatest B-Boy of all time, started from small crimes

While others had big tops I was slingin' small dimes

Tryin' to make the come up, the blow used to numb up

A few G's a week, my clique used to sum up

Till my brother got locked up, my girl got knocked up

My closest homies each, got popped up and shot up

And cops flood the block, no way to eat

So I dropped a half a G on a rented SP

1200 Sampler, and a Yamaha Four-Track

The bass from the lab used to blow the fuckin' door back

While Ghost was doin' stick-ups, tryin' to make a vic' up

Waitin' outside for the Brinks truck to pick up

Nothing would work, so we're back to choppin' nicks up

Givin' grown ass women two vials for a dick suck

When I was stressed I would head to the rest

Then the pads on the SP-12 got pressed

Makin' beats for the streets, so the family could eat

In '93, Wu-Tang Clan dropped their first LP

We went platinum, *whoo-peesh*, yeah we flatten 'em

Pockets got fat and um, went and got Cap and 'em

Staten's on the map and um, Brooklyn Zu is bombin' 'em

All around the world, Killa Beez start swarmin' 'em

You can't stop us, you can't block us

Rock us or mock us, knock us or top us

Better sit back and watch us...

Can't stop me man...

No matter how hard, you better go hard

So hard, if you gonna try and stop me now

I be ruckus to rhythm like the blocks be wild

Bad enough I got the cops tryin' to lock me down

Can't nobody break my stride or shake my pride

Without a homicide, case and trial

It's a long time comin', long nines bustin'

Cradle to the grave I be on my grind hustlin'

Sometimes when I think about it, have my mind buggin'

The shit that I been through, things that I've seen

The chicks that I ran through, places I've been

I'm a victim of the very song I sing

That's how it is in the heart of it, most want no part of it

Some will soothe the pain through booze and narcotics

I'mma hold my head, stay true to where my heart is

Either you pay with your life, or you pay dues and homage