Nothing's Gonna Stop Me

Nothing's gonna stop, nothing's gonna stop

Nothing's gonna stop me

Ay yo I walk the walk, talk the talk

New York what's liver son, I'm Iverson

Killer cross, vanilla Porsche with diamerands

The mami man, vibin and, sometimes I lie when I

Creep right behind ya, leavin seeds right beside ya

Nigga

Ten years in the same shit, nothing but a same hit

Revisit the catalog, been in it since analog

Damnit dawg I don't know which planet you landed on

Gotta understand the Don, I came from slangin grams of 'ron

You could neva eva, eva eva, eva eva get on my level

Smack the shit out the devil

It's the god crack fully armed strapped

Where the Bronx at, hope ya guns clap cuz

We ready for combat, nigga

And that's my word to Pun, Reo, Sycho, Schmeo

Most legendary, most prolific MC's, it's hereditary

Terror Squad click, and we all spit

Motherfuckerz don't believe me then, watch the youngin shit, cocksuckers

T-O-N-Y Sunshine hought tought who gun shy

Huh! Goddamnit the flow sick and I'm so fly

Now who you know slang more dick in some cho-cha

Quite like I nigga tonight you might die nigga

Okay, we started this, beef we slaughter kid

Please, you in a starter kit

Try to kick some harder shit

In fact switch to reggae tone

Spit on some retarded shit, this is gangsta music

Joey Crack bring in the chorus kid