Dark Half - Ain't Stoppin текст песни

After all that I gave, I ain’t stoppin
To this game I’m a slave, I ain’t stoppin
After all that they said, I ain’t stoppin
Till my coffin is droppin
YOU MOTHERFUCKERS
Semi automatic
Motherfucker want to get into it?
I don’t really care about ya See me on the streets, packing heat with my boys
And you know we bout to snatch ya Think it’s a problem?
Then call the cops cause I murdered them too
Can you really blame me with all the shit I’ve been through?
You motherfuckers always wanna talk shit until I get bustin up rhymes
Make your ass lay down for the count
And I’m makin you shout while I’m up in the crowd
Makin sure everybody’s chest gets the bleeding all out
I don’t really give a fuck today, so come my way
If you wanna die today, I get rowdy
Blow your brains out your face, and say «Howdy»
I don’t think this your average party
Get smacked with the tip of a gauge that’s flamin hot
Should’ve known better before you fuck with someone crazy bruh
I don’t think you get the message, pull out your tongue
And make sure everybody see yo ass choking on blood
Now get up…
After all that I gave, I ain’t stoppin
To this game I’m a slave, I ain’t stoppin
After all that they said I ain’t stoppin
Till my coffin is droppin
YOU MOTHERFUCKERS
Now I was born as a loser, but I won’t die as a nothing
For all you cats that be frontin, you are the ones I’ll be huntin
Pistol grip pumpin you faggots
I know you’ll rest with the maggots
For all you hatin motherfuckers, I still keep my pants saggin
Saying my shit’s not amazing
Still makin deals off with Satan
Who brought you shit like frustrated?
Who kept your stereo blaring?
Who filled your heart up with hatred?
Who brought that shit to your city?
Who kept on swingin at the target when the vision was misty?
I’m coming back like I’m Griffin
First round with a knockout
I’ll leave you bleeding like Lebron
For all my dawgs I won’t back down
I still keep the heart beatin just for the freaks and the juggalos
And all of my gutter
For ya’ll I ain’t lettin go
I’m old school like Tommy guns
You think I ain’t, then try me son
You think I do this shit for fun?
You really think I won’t kill someone?
I’m not the one who’s rational
On the mic I’m an animal
Two wicked MC’s, I’m a cannibal
Eat yo brains like Hannibal
Place your intestines on my table
I’m unable to shake these dreams
In my sleep I can hear em scream
Look at what these streets done to me My insanity’s been locked away
Tossed away in a shallow grave
Ain’t no time to make mistakes
Aim the gauge right at his face
Tell me how these bullets taste
Point blank range, I let em go This poetry’s insane, so I must be a psycho
Strapped with a rifle
I’m yellin out «Die»
Kickin in your front door
Fuck a drive by