Golden Era Records - Won't Stop (P-MIX) lyrics

[Hosts Commentary: Vents] Yeah, yeah. Next up, K21 in the f**in' house! This one's called "Won't Stop" featuring Pressure. Come on! [Scratches: Jaytee] Check Sickly sweet man-child of misery Swimming seas, roaming to plan my— Sickly sweet man-child of— Sickly sweet man-child of misery Sickly sweet ma—Sickly s— [Hosts Commentary: Vents] Yeah, yeah. Next up, Jaytee on the ones and twos. What up! [Verse 1: K21] Sickly sweet man-child of misery Swimming seas, roaming to plan my divinity Damn fine dynasty snatch mics you little pea Brain s**ers are nothing act like you're missing me Still I'm seeking serotonin till she's dead or moaning Blame the pheromones, let them go, necking potion Sent a deadly oath from here to the penny oaks Till my message grows it ain't nothing but some Lennon folk Same old stereo, yoda and it's ready go Wanna hang with cutie but she playing me like MMO Music what I let elope, rooftop, steady scope Listen to my neighbourhood in silence and my pen implodes Life copped the best of me, red her cheek from stubble then I Sent her home, guess she knows my chemistry is trouble "Can you hear me now?" I said it while they mumbled Now the energy is double, never meant to speak it subtle [Hook: K21] You don't really know me, know what? How I ride in this street, road block Peddle peddle I'm free, so not Got the music pumping through my blood and it won't stop You don't really know me, know what? How I ride this street, road block Peddle peddle I'm free, so not This music pumping through my blood and it... [Verse 2: K21] Never feeling comfy, chaos in the jungle: Jumanji Swimming through the sewer for my lunch meat Then I'm feeling lovely, nothing feel above me I can turn your autumn into summer in a heart beat And straight back to winter, a wizard I'm "nasty" Kick it till I'm k**ed in my hometown, Gaddafi Till then the party'll getting ladi dadi'd Face off, same spot, here till they bar me Messed it up, messed up, a mess up from Messina My produce the fresh stuff, plucked from the しま K's that amigo, crazy like Cee Lo And I ain't what your hero would look like My alter ego bathing in charm the good Samaritan type Single-minded civilian the track is my vice Got a match or light? I got plans to ignite And burn this whole city down, that's what its like [Hook: K21] You don't really know me, know what? How I ride in this street, road block Peddle peddle I'm free, so not Got the music pumping through my blood and it won't stop You don't really know me, know what? How I ride this street, road block Peddle peddle I'm free, so not This music pumping through my blood and it won't stop [Ad-Lib: Pressure] P-Mix! [Verse 3: Pressure] Ain't nuttin stoppin' till we hit rock f**ing bottom Or my man K21 push the bu*ton on 'em Desperado, [?] embargo The threat, every breathe you'll be kept precious cargo P: force of nature (Me?) Course I hate ya Like "Mate can you sit on a see-saw with razors" I put my heart in art and I fathered half of this ba*tard [?] marvellous f** the sound like, "I'm sounding like a sound bite?" Cut a record from the gutter, brother started out like An addict, I was underweight, mad that I was underpaid They feed your ego but don't satisfy the hunger pains Cash is on my mind, never close to my chest That's why I stand with the divine in my moment of d**h Till then I take what I need, not what I can get I never break while I breath, I can stop when I'm dead, it's like [Hook: K21] You don't really know me, know what? How I ride in this street, road block Peddle peddle I'm free, so not Got the music pumping through my blood and it won't stop You don't really know me, know what? How I ride this street, road block Peddle peddle I'm free, so not This music pumping through my blood and it won't—