Nas - Keep Goin' lyrics

{"Don't Stop" by Tha Dogg Pound beat} [Intro: Daz] Yeah, this the original right here ya know what I mean? With my n***a Nas, ya know what I mean Daz and Kurupt featuring Nas, y'all didn't know that huh? We gonna keep it goin' like that, ya know what I mean [Hook: Daz] Keep goin' yeah We won't stop b**h, n***as keep goin' We won't stop b**h, n***as keep goin' On and on, on and on, on and on and on and on and on and on and on [Verse One: Nas] The golden child shot that a** up 'cause you was holdin' out Let the streets be the courts, and court is holdin' trial Fatal not fictitious, I rocked the cable eighty-sixes Foriegn cars young with crazy b**hes Mad smoke makes me able to quote, solicitin' ???????, murder he wrote A provacative plan, could bring a knot to my hand As the pyramids stand on the top of the sand I want cheese, numerous seeds and real weed I pleaded guilty, like Bob Marley the weed k**ed me I intercourse verbally, poetic purgery They copy words of me, leads to murder in the third degree I learned to live life fast So I could count very large amounts of cash with Kurupt, Tha Pound and Daz I Nasty, Nas be large but not flashy Laid up in the Cutt dipped up, like what the stash do [Hook: Nas](Daz) Don't stop (don't stop), keep goin' (keep goin') Don't stop (don't stop), keep goin' (keep goin') Don't stop (don't stop), keep goin' (keep goin') Don't stop (don't stop), keep goin' (Kurupt) [Verse Two: Daz] Who mashes with the crazy illest n***as in town? (I do) k**in' willingly, who got the right to make a sound My sound break block corners, avenues, and drives It's about time the mash in has arrived (f** d**h Row) Take you on a mission, be on a mission, I'm packin' steel Steadily givin' on n***as, no pa**es on livin' I spend major loot on kahki suits Nike's and Krokker Sacks and sweat suits, and leather boots I box n***as twice my size, I bust with a four-five Look you in your eye and blast and make the party live I live the unusual crucial life So n***a pay attention when I come through for you and your crew It's just a man and his music, I ain't afraid to use it Use you bad (s**a!), like confusion, I mean it's useless To step to this, Nas, Kurupt we dangerous Contain the mental murderers, and ain't afraid of this [Hook: Daz] Don't stop, and keep goin' Don't stop keep goin' and goin', don't stop (stop!) [Verse Three: Nas] I be j**elin' like Julius To grab a mic it's cool, the mental sounds ludicrous For you to diss is hazardous, gold chain and daimond lazarus I rap fabulous, loaded gat stay strapped to cap cabbages Jesus Christ, I piece it right on the time Enter loose valley, like illusions in the mind Destruction on the black planet, I crack granite Booshwah repitoire, rude and bad handed Heavy caliber clicker, hennesy babysitter Mercedes, three-eighties, a crew of crazy n***as With the biggest reputation, and livest names Clicks kickin' accusations, of private planes I might cash you chumps like change Over beats, Dat n***a Daz made that pumps like veins Yo, we cussin', no parental discretion Testin' guns off in your section, East-West connection [Daz] Don't stop...