Текст песни Unstoppable - FMA + 12 Gage

I can't tell if I'm still breathing, still dreaming
I can't help but hear the sounds I've drowned inside
I can't help but keep on asking
For one last dance

Yo, listen when I say I'm unstoppable I mean it
Breathed it, alleviated, heavin' with it
Welcome to 12 Gage's lyrical seminar
Let me show you how to make a reputable repertoire
Rip 'em all up
Simple, let it simmer
Take the DNA of FMA 'n' the mind of a sinner
Set in stone like a 93-year-old pin-up
Come on, I've always been top of the food chain
Top of new wave
Stoppin' halfway through their tracks
Even if I had a barcode strapped to the back of my head
Still couldn't keep track of my train of thought
Pain of a showman
Slash, shogun with a broken sword 'n' a shockin' slogan
Like system, j-j-jump jump
Coke 'n' a double mocha with a pogo stick
S-s-s-so go

I can't tell if I'm still breathing, still dreaming
I can't help but hear the sounds I've drowned inside
I can't help but keep on asking
For one last dance

It's the autistic, artistic, arsonist
An alcoholic with a mouthful of arsenic
I'm bringin' an art to it, more than a part of it
The perverted poet - pen ready to rip, paper to bits
I'm levellin' up in it
I'm revellin' in every second
I reckon that I can hear the Banshee's beckon deafen
I close my eyes 'n' I see the lines swimmin' through my mind
So many words, so little time
So I better devise another design
I better be better than ever, I bet you this time I'm divine
With this shadow at my back 'n' my teeth as they grind
I'm gonna be sublime
Never mind, you'll get another chance, another time
Cos when you get right to the heart of it
I'd a won the human race but I'm not a part of it
Disqualified for superior brainpower
Thoughts a' racin' at a million billion trillion miles an hour
I'm unstoppable

I can't tell if I'm still breathing, still dreaming
I can't help but hear the sounds I've drowned inside
I can't help but keep on asking
For one last dance

Simmer down, simmer down
Tip of the tip top
Sickest kid with a trimmed top
Spit rhymes so it looks like I tripped up
A sick mutt, with a cigarette
Pick a picture, any one I'll be posin' a threat
This is just the catalyst, the cause 'n' effect
Of course it's gonna affect me
Created these hectic head trips
Then the medics left me to burn
I'm not concerned
Burnley vermin, oh
You can't limit this
Bigger head than if I stood atop the pyramids
And started preachin' Roman numerals
So unusual
But excuse you all
I've been workin' on this
So prepare for burnin' bodies on those bonnets
'Cos it's honestly my policy to be picky about it
Until you figure out
That you're sick of me now
Takin' these lyrics 'n' then livin' 'em down

I can't tell if I'm still breathing, still dreaming
I can't help but hear the sounds I've drowned inside
I can't help but keep on asking
For one last dance