Kombo - I Don't Stop lyrics

[Intro: Kombo] 99' ‘til Infin-T. Kombo MC. Uh. Represent. Look. Light it up. Light it up. Look [Hook: Sample from Common Sense's "I Used to Love H.E.R."] (x4) And yes, yes, y'all. And yes, yes, y'all And yes, yes, y'all. And yes, yes, y'all (And you don't stop) [Verse 1: Kombo] When I pick up my pen and pad at night, I'm just like A disgruntled poet with a razor-sharp mic My whole life, I wondered “What's my destiny?” It's to flow tight until d**h gets the best of me I gots to stay vocally fit Each rhyme weighs a ton—I get stronger every time I kick a skit Man, I'm sick of sh** that's on the market to sell When I'm so lyrically fat, I bungee jump and go to hell And once I come above ground I'll be that exception to the rule—I go up but not down Most fools sound just like watered-down wine While I'm a fresh batch of moonshine. I'm too fine That's why I rhyme vocally tight. And plus I'll write in the night to bring truth to the light I don't stop! [Hook: Sample from Common Sense's "I Used to Love H.E.R."] (x4) And yes, yes, y'all. And yes, yes, y'all And yes, yes, y'all. And yes, yes, y'all (And you don't stop) [Interlude 1: Kombo] Light it up. Light it up. ‘Cause I can't. And I won't. ‘Cause I don't stop ‘Cause I can't / ‘Cause it won't. And I won't. ‘Cause I don't stop Light it up. Yes, yes, y'all Yes, yes, y'all. Check it out. Light it up [Verse 2: Kombo] Now when I rhyme, I bring soul to the hole Like Jordan on a roll, in total control of the mic I hold Mic fold average MCs like poker I take this serious—can't play me like no joker Might smoke a blunt and catch wreck But Kombo's the one to cash in your mic check With my one, two, the microphone want to You know how I represent Infin-T crew I might swoop your girl, then troop to the palace Swerving like Irvin and stomp out of Dallas With your baby mama and your j**els You know how we play, fools. We even jack ‘em for shoes I paid dues long before spite opened a store About the same time reFugees settled “The Score” About the same Common Sense was Resurrected But way before the Westside got Connected [Hook: Sample from Common Sense's "I Used to Love H.E.R."] (x4) And yes, yes, y'all. And yes, yes, y'all And yes, yes, y'all. And yes, yes, y'all (And you don't stop) [Interlude 2: Kombo] Light it up. (I don't stop). Light it up. ‘Cause I can't. And I won't ‘Cause I don't stop. (Yes). ‘Cause I can't. (Light it up). And I won't ‘Cause I don't stop. Light it up. Light it up [Verse 3: Kombo] I put the rhyme together just so I can jigsaw Us falling apart is like Farrakhan eating pig broth From the Ruger to the tutor, I got that Verbal Buddha that makes you wanna roll a hooter These are the rhymes you wanna hear I was locked down doing shows—I got a lyrical tattoo tear It's like crystal ‘cause I'm clear The beat has lyrical gynecology—p**y n***as get Pap smeared We fit tight, causing claustrophobia Spit a flow at your wood forest like Obi-Wan Kenobi-a And I Skywalk on tracks. And I has it Bo in Dukes Slicing n***as with my lightsaber like Luke And I shake the prime like an architect teacher See if I can reach her, get paid like a preacher It's three n***as with the right compatibility Who stretch the flow using vocal elasticity? That n***a Kombo, uh. Not overrated I fit like pieces of puzzles: complicated I don't stop [Hook: Sample from Common Sense's "I Used to Love H.E.R."] (x8) And yes, yes, y'all. And yes, yes, y'all And yes, yes, y'all. And yes, yes, y'all (And you don't stop) [Outro: Kombo] And I won't ‘Cause I don't stop Light it up Light it up Kombination representing Uh. Yes, yes, y'all