Lyrics Won't Stop - J.Inks

Blasted
Crawling to my feet
Like a fetus from its casket
Waiting for the blunt
To puff and pass it
Gassing
Taking in the air
To make the pass
And rapping when I should apply
To class and keep stacking

You'll hear it skip and rewind
Like the radio
Playing that petty
Like Beddy bye
I need mine
To provide
For my family and I
Getting by
On medi cal and SSI
Im on the grind
Like the homie
O.T.G
On the green
On the go
Blowing smoke with me
To let my thoughts free
Some see
That im just another wannabe G
But there's only one of me
Jumping on the beat
Manifested by the z
Basking in the heat
Of all them hatin MCs
Youre boutta see
We gon' make you believe
Were bringin all the baddest
Bangers back to the street

Like the labor in a sweatshop
Hip
Hop
Wont stop
Bringing paper to the table
So the breads hot
Hip
Hop
Wont stop
Wont stop
Wont stop
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Hop
Wont stop
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Hop
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Surrounded by the humble
Comes to this
I'm chilling with the popular kids
And they don't even have a clue
What popular is
Poetic populist
Back when I would copy
To a floppydisk
When I would jock a chick
But never got the confidence
To talk
Instead im jotting it

My problem is
I used to write to adore
Lining up my rhymes
And always thinking of more
Open doors
To an open mind
That I would ignore
Fore sworn
To bud and beer
Like my years before

Pulling tabs often
Slamming down tonic and gin
To compliment
The head change
From the chronic
Just being Mischievous
Cause my freedoms been abolished

Sipping swirls
With some beautiful girls
I got a lot of buddy bunnies
Kept apart of my world
Lil mama in the back gotta rack
And im crushin
Better yet
A personality that I can trust
Shit
Im tired of the blush
Lemme see them eyes
Behind your pencil and brush
Influenced by society
To look the part
Skinny waist
Pretty face
Like the movie stars

Live and let die
We feel alive
In a world terrorized
By the televized lies
That entice our minds
To keep calm
With the compromised
And get by with the life
That they've authorized
And while I'm on the rise
I climb
With my entourage
Ive got crops on call
So were all supplied
And hip hop
Wont stop while we on the rhyme

Like the danger in a wed Lock
Hip
Hop
Wont stop
Got a major getting paid to lay the headshot
Hip
Hop
Wont stop
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Hop
Wont stop
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Hop
Wont stop