M-Phazes - Don't Stop lyrics

[Hook] {x2} This is, my music You can either fight, f** or dream to it Bounce or lean to it N.C. influence, you know how we do it It's hip hop And Supastition don't stop [Verse One] Yo, it's time to separate the real from the replicas The fans from the critics so let's deal with these hecklers A new date, different testament And I ain't stressin' it Cause I'm better than all of y'all and that's a rough estimate I'm humble, but I'm co*ky Trapped between double lives I scream "I'm the best" until the day it's proven otherwise I try to take a diplomatic approach before The mainstream is weak, the underground ain't dope no more And lyrically, commercial cats stay behind five years And abstract motherf**ers wanna an*lyze fears Man look I don't need your little pep talk or expertise So please Keep ball and point away from my next release Now I switched sides like Ben Chavis Hooked up with M-Phazes That's my Gulf Coast neighbor, get this paper n***a I know a lot of snakes but I ain't really into scandals My soul purpose is to set the mood like scented candles Spit till I physically fatigued or till my lungs collapse If you don't believe then tell the DJ to run it back After everything I still run with the same brethren Wax Reform, we got it locked, we Hall Of Fame legends My Lost Colony, we back to stand common ground On one Accord like we road tripped to China Town I got a medal of honor for whoopin' mo' a** in public On the daily than the ghettoist mamas [Hook] [Bridge] The Lost Colony, it don't stop y'all Wax Reform, it don't stop y'all Nicolay, it don't stop y'all Justus League, it don't stop y'all [?], it don't stop y'all The brother Soul, it don't stop y'all E-Hood, it don't stop y'all Supastition, it don't stop y'all [Verse Two] Make way for the phenomenal rhymer The true divine Carolina phisher with a signature flow I should sign my initials I'm the future of the music so basically, time ain't an issue I'll be close to 99 by the time it hits you More valuable than diamond or crystal I tap gla** jaws And I'm too old for these games, I feel like Terry Bradshaw Just to keep my name alive I'm dead serious, dead set and d**h threats The only thing I seem to hear in head sets You want to test a n***a's image, thinkin' it's a gimmick When y'all cats hide skeletons better than full figured women So I'm into pullin' skirts when people want to pull up dirt Feel free, cause words will ricochet but real bullets hurt Yep, I'm arrogant, conceited, marriage is for preachers Cause I'm known to stand a b**h up like she paraplegic If you s**ually deprived you probably think I'm makin' bitter tunes I spit so nasty at shows the crowd screams "get a room!" Sick thoughts, like a mad professor and my predecessor Know I'm next in line cause I can rhyme plus I'm a better dresser So today's lesson is a crash course on stage presence I move the crowd like a seasoned late 80's veteran Supa breaths life into the game, you need a respirator Take the first step, I'm bringin' y'all down like escalators My profile's low key as private investigators Surviving the best of haters f** y'all, test me later [Hook]