Typical Cats - It Won't Stop lyrics

[Verse: 1] These veterans better get ready for severin' and blood sheddin' f** a gun, when I'm finished there's no bodies to place the lead in Beheadin' the beast with sharp blades They're so heavy that when they touch you They crush you before they even get a f**in' chance to cut you You ain't f**ing with Qwazaar Vocally slay all with eight bars The only one hard enough that he can rape God Verbally take y'all through hell and back Your scabs are peelin' back Drain the blood from your skull then heal it back I'm k**in' rap Scars carved am I gonna have to mark the d**h count In a boxing match I snatch your breath out then count the ref out I thought I warned you, d**h is upon you With steel cleats I'm stompin' on you Ghosts from the past, cats I k**ed, hunt you Miniature missiles launch through your chest cavity I love the smell of your burnt flesh actually I love the sound of your burnt flesh Hittin' the ground from the cause of the gravity I spit concrete reality, it won't stop [Hook] Always and forever, Qwazaar, on and on, on and on Qwazaar, see this sh** never stops, always and forever Qwazaar, on and on, on and on, Qwazaar, it don't stop [Verse: 2] It won't stop until I see the coroner closing you up After pulling the bullet from out of the hole that opened you up Armageddon in flesh Manifest and feel the chill from my breath These punches'll punch through your chest with a fist full of d**h Even a d**h before sedition The type o' sh** that'd convert the four horsemen to Christian Paganistic worshippin', harsh rippin' I spill your blood across the altar the four fifth and lift you If I'm God I ain't gotta explain why I'm comin' to get you You think we battlin' b**h listen I'm comin' to k** you Stick you till the blood spills on cats you brought with you My blade'll split you Bringin' them with you was a bad choice As a matter of fact I blast five nines You can ask royce for telepathic ability I place thoughts in your mind that's so hard to grasp That when you try to spit em it's not your voice The evidence of pain is all over you sir For whatever it's worth these murderous words'll put Jehovah in dirt Set it off apocalyptic holocaust off on all of you, brutally awful You hear the cries from God callin' you (on and on and it don't quit) [Outro] It won't stop until I see the heads feelin' the beat It won't stop until I see the blood spillin' in streets It won't stop until I read about who murdered your crew It won't stop until I see the heads feelin' the beat It won't stop until I see the blood spillin' in streets It won't stop until I read about who murdered your crew It won't stop until I speak these words to you On and on, It don't stop, on and on and on and on Always and forever, Qwazaar See this sh** never stops It don't stop