Don't Stop Lyrics - Sad Clown Bad Winter #11 - Atmosphere

All right, see I ain't really all that famous, yet 

But I'm not a nobody neither 

Just doing our thing 

Sometimes we do it right, sometimes we do it wrong 

Doesn't matter, either way it gets done 

It gets done our way 

(Verse 1) 

Can't really pinpoint when I made the big choice 

God never spoke to me about my thin voice 

It ain't like I was handed a mission 

I won't front, I'm just another man of tradition 

I guess its best to check inside of the music 

Rap groups back in my youth got me boosted 

Couldn't stop the usage, call me opportunist 

The turntables plugged in? Fuck it, gotta do it 

Beats back then broke the button on my rewind 

Opened up my mind to notes, drums and time 

Started memorising everybody's rhymes 

Spitting your shit like I was going for mine 

Introduced me to funk, rock and jazz 

So amazed as to how the DJs chopped the samples 

Some nod their heads, some pop they ass 

So it was only natural for me to cop a handful 

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(Hook) 

Between what it is and what can be 

I'm here just to keep you company 

You ain't got to be in love with me 

Just don't stop beating them drums for me 

Between what it is and what can be 

I'm here just to keep you company 

You ain't got to be in love with me 

Strange how far you mark for me 

(Verse 2) 

So put the jam on and move forwards 

Roll up the windows and sing a chorus 

And give it more until the life drops 

Nef turn off the speakers, boom box or the iPod 

No stopping me, you can't possibly 

What you thought I'd do, Ant's got a lot of beats 

Shake your ass in celebratory fashion 

It's not the spot for you to come relax mam 

Ain't nothin like Hip Hop music 

The shoe fits, gotta show and prove it 

Ask god how much is too much 

He wrote a note in the clouds, said "Keep fucking them up" 

I used to live in those headphones 

All alone stuck in my zone 

But today I got a king and I'll follow the dream 

Just to see what tomorrow can bring, ding, ding 

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(Hook) 

(Verse 3) 

Oh, they don't like my crew 

Because we don't sound nothin like they think we sposed to 

That's cool, I guess it ain't for you 

But I'm still comin through with what I came to do 

Been in love with it since I was a kid 

It protected me, watched over what I did 

I was a junkie, I couldn't get enough of it 

Probably should've predicted that I'd be up in it (Fuck with it) 

Your gonna have to kill me to stop me 

I'm a grown ass man, this ain't no goddamn hobby 

The bread's all soggy and them kisses are sloppy 

But I still love rap from the soul to the body 

Give it everything that you know 

Because the people in the crowd is trynna let it go 

She might need a little something for them nerves 

Make her way up front to mouth along with the words 

She say... 

(Hook)