Can't Stop This Lyrics - Game Theory - The Roots

(Intro) 

{"Saved Message. Today at 5.47 PM"} 

"My man, Jay Dee, was a true hip hop artist 

... I can't explain the influence that 

his mind and ear have had on my band 

myself and the careers of so many other 

artists. The most humble, modest, worthy 

and gifted beatmaker I've known. And 

definitely the best producer on the mic. 

Never without that signature smile and head 

bouncin' to the beat. Jay Dee had a passion for 

life and music, and will never be forgotten. 

He's a brother that was loved by me, and I 

love what he's done for us. And though I'm 

happy he's no longer in the pain he'd been 

recently feelin', I'm crushed by the pain of 

his absence. Name's Dilla Dog and I can only 

rep the real and raw. My man, Dilla, rest in 

peace." 

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(*Samples repeated throughout the track*) 

(Verse 1 - Black Thought) 

Last of the red hot (red hot), lovin' emcees 

Who came up poor, grits and government cheese 

The only thing I ever really loved in my life, was a mic 

Some of my niggaz fell in love with MPs, come on 

Work the bass, nigga, juggle them keys 

I'm tryin'a get a piece of this government green 

And smack 'em in the melon with another LP 

C'mon, help a couple people in the struggle get free 

We from the block, where people stay prepared to rock 

and it's hard, 'cause opportunity be scared to knock 

and mo' people in the 'hood found dead from cops 

than guns that drop, that sprayed off random shots 

But whatcha know good, people say they in the hood fo' good 

You ain't a prisoner, the world got mo' to it 

Sky's the limit, it don't take but a minute 

Don't fear for your people, nigga, my 'hood's yo' 'hood {*echoes*} 

Yeah, ... we did it... 

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(Chorus - Black Thought) 

I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin' 

that's why I came to y'all to dance to the music 

unless, we face it first and try not to lose it 

even if it gets worse, they Can't Stop This (stop this) 

(Verse 2 - Black Thought) 

Can't Stop This, I want my peoples to rock this 

Bang this music in your speakers and boxes 

Legs and users, 'bout as a deep as my thoughts is 

Sit back and I'mma paint you a portrait 

This stuff can make you think you are lost 

This shit can have you exhausted 

Just, picture the planet and imagine it's yours, kid 

Don't ever let nobody knock you outta your orbit 

I never seen a bridge we couldn't shuffle across it 

We got a lotta people livin' a life, that's pure trivia 

Real hip hop, I ain't tryin'a get rid of ya 

Can't have that, because here come, the city of Philly 

Put an end to all the trivia, really 

Where I'm walkin' er'ybody ain't pretty or friendly 

It's work, my whole life they ain't give me a penny 

Comin' up between a rock and a hard, watchin' for God 

People, hip hop, and with no option at all 

Yo ... it's how it's goin' down... 

(Chorus - Black Thought) 

I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin' 

that's why I came to y'all to dance to the music 

unless, we face it first and try not to lose it 

even if it gets worse, they Can't Stop This (stop this) 

(Verse 3 - Black Thought) 

We bring the (?) part of raps, the special sounds 

The robe's long enough to be considered a gown 

Thought's pen is sharp enough to be considered a crown 

When the plate come, take some, pass it around 

It's the last of the hip hop lovin' emcees 

In front of an audience that never been pleased 

I'm comin' from all the streets that never been cleaned 

and speakin' for any faith that never been seen 

This debeneir style of my words is high-calibre 

Speakin' my mind for every day that's on the calendar 

'cause I'll'a been quiet, about as long as I can handle it 

Walked a mile in these boots that I'm standin' in 

Mellow soul brother with his lyrical dean on 

The stages I'm seen on, mic I fiend on 

When it's all full of soul, that's when it means more 

I never hesitate to give a shoulder to lean on, yo 

... Check it out, man 

(Chorus - Black Thought) 

I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin' 

that's why I came to y'all to dance to the music 

unless, we face it first and try not to lose it 

even if it gets worse, they Can't Stop This (stop this) 

{*A series of people pay tribute to J Dilla to fade*}