Can't Stop, Won't Stop

[Intro: Planet Asia]

Peace, what's poppin'?

Uh, we up there with the ethers

Uh, yeah

[Verse 1: The Alchemist]

Music is my medicine, I smoke calmly

I go numb, but level below zombie

Stay catatonic, wrapped in mummy cloth

Phony baloney bunny hops, but the money talks

And now is the only time I listen

Vision blurred, tryna choose the proper words to describe my vision

Dramatic scene finale, suede green Bally

Fourth quarter, my team start to rally

Score numbers on the board and tally, laboratory like the telly

Bodies laid out on the couch, blunts from the deli

Distract me from rubbing my belly

It get you stuck between the dirty asphalt and the rubber of my Pirelli

It's a spiritual event

From above, the miracle is sent, uh

[Interlude: Evidence]

Yeah, what's popping, Dutch? Where you at?

Get up, we right here, baby! (Step, motherfucker, step)

[Verse 2: Evidence]

I stepped out the door with what I lit up, still twisted

Dodging the system, it sees another victim

I've been plotting, looking at my plants in the pot

And I been looking for the answer, 'cause I dance in the dark

I talk a lot of shit, it comes as good intention

When them bells rung and names drop, hits as good as mentioned

I was looking for a spot, and cut a hole in the fence

Then I stepped back and saw my entrance

They say time's up, this the dotted where I sign up

This the lotto where I find bucks

This the motto that defined us, coming out the gates in forces

Lord choirs, dropping shit like some horses

Uh, the house holy but the office corporate

This life pricy, but the war absorbed it

So don't blame me for the caution

'Cause I ain't trying to get lost, no, I cannot afford it

[Verse 3: Blu]

Nah, this is not my love song, I mix my magic 'til the sun dawns

Busting like shotties to send the doves home

Blood, bone ripping in the rolls of my toes

Kissing my foes, looking for when I'm kicking my flows

I visit home, spit to get in the zone, pimp the bowls on the stroll

Uh, rolling up the mistletoe, getting stoned

My kid's at home, missus I'm with is grown, my minutes on

Nigga, Bonita's on a mission, she getting on

We got it like bitches that gossipin', shit wildin' type

Wildin' like we just got the island patrol, the style is like

A lion mount, climbing a mount, tryna break the throne

And set a staple like the Los Angeles Lakers forum

Same place that my cousin got them scrapers from

Play me dumb, I brought him right back to the stadium, nigga

Uh, palladium nuggets, pre-macadamia

Fucking raps be immaculate, couldn't imagine making them

Mack emotionless, master records like I'm slaving them

Sarah Palin paraphasia, these shades dangling

I can't stop, won't stop, putting pieces together

Pull my TEC from the dresser, no one could do it better

[Verse 4: TriState]

Witness the mathematic equation of greatness, homeostasis

Lab rat, resemble the same symbol as Masons

Cash that, the wizardry vividly paints imagery

Cash stacks, a flash in a frying pan of misery

Usually loves company, so I keep a strap, if she come for me

I'm blowing her back, triumphantly

The actual facts finesse pyramid fanatics

While trafficking crack, I seen sphinx get beheaded

Unique physique, I had to pad my mystique

Divine degree, felt my aura being breached

Retreat (Hold up), back to the drawing board, my shiny sword

Cut through the cadence for wages, I design and score

I'm so designer, Lord, sail boat insignia

Stitched it to my ironing board, burn you to oblivion (Woo)

Paraben-free, terrible being

Higher than a red eye flight, so who you overseeing?

[Verse 5: Donel Smokes]

All together, for every single letter better my character

Find self tucking on that Walker pocket, the derringer

If we ever up and close – uppercut, comatose

Waxed-out money sounds, based up on a different note

Thin line, thinner rope, tip-toeing my way through

A-woo-ta-be-lay-he, leave demons I'm 'bout to scave through

'Cause I ain't got the time for it, ignore it, I must

Burning one, knowledge of son moving forward, and I trust

The lust doesn't get the best of me, gotta maneuver carefully

Thought the world was ready, but really wasn't prepared for me

And my kind, I shines, you do the equivalent

This is what I'm dedicated to, no need for membership, see

I reminisce over the doja, days looking over my shoulder

Didn't have to worry much, my older brother was there

Gang warfare fueled in the fire still

But I can't stop, won't stop building, I never will

[Verse 6: Krondon]

Yeah, yeah, for probable cause

I'll probably peer pressure, have you breaking the law

Berate 'em all, since 6th grade, bathroom stalls

Kissing girls; might’ve missed my call, my missile is drawn, my spirit is torn

Scrolls on sixteen bars; not a soul to assist me, empathy gone

Imperial echelon, tell my enemies "carry on," yeah

Comparing Kron' to Genghis Khan, my gang Strong

Taking chances that Lance Armstrong made wrong

The band kept a Brooklyn trombone and played on

Smoking ounces out over the couch, was counting sheep then

Bouncing on Little Bo-Peep, but made it home, we didn't sleep

Surrounded by the elite, I'm from the sewer deep

Not if you from my suites, if you, they can't compete

And I just pray the Lord care enough to carry me

Apparently, long way from the scale of parakeets

The scary street set, niggas at school scared of me

Ha, yeah, I'm really a nice guy, man

[Verse 7: Chace Infinite]

I rarely see the solidarity

Necessary to being in unison with universal family

And it's the point of your existence, we searching for similarities

Between the fabric of dreams and altered realities

People are fabricated to portray a personality

If the image is tainted, then the person is a casualty

Thoughts relate rapidly, written with such majesty

The author has to be considered at the level of mastery

We don't paint pictures, we sit and chisel the masterpiece

And make it hard for the average to rap after me

Ironically, micronicly despise my typography

The mind is steady minding, eyes capture the photography

A life without monotony, Stylissa inside the Massadine

Traveling amongst the people, things I never thought I'd see

Appear to me, appeal to me, dreams becoming real for me

It's surreal, but how I feel, you can never kill the Infinite, G

[Verse 8: Planet Asia]

E-E-E-E-Energizer, visualizer, civilizer

City rider, Spider-Man web, internet intertwining

Silver lining, diamond mine to mind of a diamond, refine and

Analyze that I'm grinding, I was not made for 9-to-5'ing

Design a rhyme in two-time in 100K displayed science

The universal giant, Mother will from Zion

Splash bars, Master Fard, Black Allah, Black Arabia

Plus lessons manifested from a elder's cranium – open sesame

The recipe is solely language, invested in me

Powers that swift, forever changing

Champions to Champs to find a champ, bust at your skully

Champion raps, Champion hoodies; would he

Not be the man of the hour

If majority of the niggas in the game was really like ours?

Good question; for this I was chose, I didn't choose

What it do? Just a little something for my nigga Blu – what