Lyrics Thou Shall Not Fall - Joe Budden

Think you're so dope (yes)

Look, I'm on a war path
Tell the opposition
Now keep it to yourself, I'm my only competition
But keep the hate coming
I love the criticism
But understand I'm successful by my own admission
I never had shit, but a bad bitch

Now let me stop lying mostly they was average
If you'd say my voice would be heard by the masses
A dust head nigga from Jerz', I wouldn't have grasped it
Questions you can ask it
Teamed up with the classics
Working on a classic, smash hits, and that's it

Maybe niggas thought my knees gonna buckle
Newport in my mouth with two G's on the buckle
Got more now then them few G's when I hustle
Spanish broad with them two D's like I love you
But sexy lady it was nice to know you gotta move on
They can't chink my armor, a nigga too strong
I think niggas is shady but the proof's gone
I put the jewels on 'cause fools thought it was gone, you've been warned

You know what I mean
This the shit I'm talkin' 'bout right here
I'ma drag it and uplift and shit
We spit at these niggas
Look, look

Look, yo, I tried to told dudes way back in '02
That eventually the game would go back to being soul food
I mean soulful while everything is woeful
I try to stay fresh like Whole Foods on the Pro Tool
But Mista F-A-B wanna mention him
Fell the fuck off, I won't mention him
Only respect one Fab and I'm friends with him
Phonte backed out, niggas pumped sense in him

They went and pumped slugs in my little brother
But dog I still love little brother
This other guy ain't know whose dude
Got glued to Youtube, I hit Jin
Asked him if he digested his food smooth
How you beef with Joey, did queer without ears
To say he ain't show out of fear
Heathcliff ain't scared of the old me

Nerve of the young folk
Yosemite Sam is getting gun hoe
Nigga bank account got one "O"
He could snort lines with his dick and won't come, dope
They stringing you along
Don't take it and try to jump rope
Dog, this how you know you shouldn't feel glory
'Cause I ain't even show and end up being the story, I'm sorry

Just had to get that off my chest very quick
I want to thank everybody for their love and support
Thanks for coming out tonight
Now gather 'round

Mic check, I need it to be known
I'm grown, I'm on some next shit
I'm thinking oil money, Texas, not a necklace
You gotta shoot at mom dukes before the techs spit
I don't go out looking for drama like the Feds did
Music with a message but I'm no backpacker
Some vengefulness in me but I'm no backstabber

No baller in the strip clubs, I'm throwing cash at her
I'm trying to help shorty and her goals attach faster
Was insecure growing up, niggas laughed at her
Now she thinks she got some self worth because her ass fatter
I told her, "Give yourself the hay-suss-so
Next time they chain you up you can brake through those"
Nigga call you out your name, mommy break dude nose
Gotta get you where you going, might take you slow
Maybe bend but never let 'em make you fold
Except your shortcomings baby, they gon' make you whole
I'm gone

Keep stompin', do it
Keep stompin', do it
Can't meet anybody, just stomp
This stompin' music
Don't stop, keep stompin', do it
This is just stompin' music
Don't stop, keep stompin', do it, ay