Don't Stop

[Daz] Yeah.. '

Pac, Dat *****

Daz (yeah)

Kurupt All up in this ******* [Intro]

Don't stop, keep goin (*repeat 6X*)

Don't stop..

Don't stop.. [Spoken over Intro]

Keep it goin, got my *****

Slip Capone

Hahahaha, hell yeah, lot of fakers is out there

*****z get around these backwoods

Get around they mommas, pull up they pants hide they rags and start to act good, hahahahaha! [Daz]

Who mashes with the crazy, illest *****z in town? (I do)

Killin willingly, who got the right to make a sound?

My sound break block, corners, avenues and drives

It's about time the ma*******n is arrived

I take you on a mission, be on a mission,

I'm packin steel

Steadily givin these *****z no passes on livin (no passes)

I spend major loot on khaki suits

Nikes and kroker-saks to sweat suits, and leather boots

I box *****z twice my size,

I bust wit a fo'-five

Lick you up in yo' eye, blast, make the party live

I live the unusual, crucial life

So pay attention when

I come through for you and your crew as just a man and his music,

I ain't afraid to use it

Bruise you badly, you want confusion,

I mean it's useless to step to this, we in effect, we dangerous

Contendin mental murderers and ain't afraid to diss

Biatch! (yeah) [2Pac]

Now I been called crazy, to fade me it's not possible (haha)

I give a *****, what you thought, or who you brought witchu? (Bad Boy killer)

A Bad Boy killer,

Biggie annihilator

They wonderin why he breathin, but ******* is dyin later (ahh)

Better laugh now, then cry when

I come to get you

I hit you with two glocks, and leave you with scar tissue

On some loco *******t (loco), my pistol smoke yo' *******t (smoke)

Let's go for dolo

BIATCH, and watch me flow yo' *******t

Mr., Makaveli movin pieces like telekenesis

It's like a chess game, let's play wit real pieces (hell yeah)

Shots rang and *****z brains were spilt

Another Bad

Boy affiliated (Bad Boy killer) ***** was kilt

I hit the funeral and busted his folks and leave the scene like a shadow in a blaze of smoke

Don't stop, keep goin [Chorus]

Don't stop, keep goin (*repeat 6X*) [Kurupt]

Well it's that seventeen shot glock ****er, the block rocker (fool)

Hardcore hooligan, verbal assault chopper

Finally televised -

Kurupt, Daz reside (resides)

Lethal with mics like guns, bats and knifes

Those who oppose are my foes, all stand in rows

Deadliest

MC across the globe,

Kurupt Capone (That's that *****)

I packs heat when it's cold

Too much pressure makes ya fold, so lo' and behold

Why you waitin for the poetical

Satan? Creatin slaughters, runnin through camps like

Walter Payton

I snatch ya breath (aah!) and bust 'til there's no one left

Who goes against the program,

I'm the Man like

Meth (I'm the man *****)

I don't trust ya (I don't)

The second

I get a chance

I'ma bust ya

No matter where, you could be in

Russia I'ma touch ya (Like that)

Vocal assassin, motivated by cash

Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mags [Chorus]

Don't stop, keep goin (*repeat 7X*)

Don't stop, don't stop ..

Let the speakers bump -

BIATCH! (let the speakers bump)

For everybody out there that got the humps in they

Jeep Big Suburbans, they

Lexuses, they

Beemers We gon' break it down a lil' somethin like this for you to get yo' sub on throughout yo' neighborhood

Turn it up, check it out [Daz]

They claim to be down, they say they down (man ***** you man)

Number one..