C-Mob - Nonstop lyrics
C-Mob [Christopher Doehla] Marion, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[C-Mob - Nonstop lyrics]
Yeah it's my time
Telling everybody in the game
That I'm anxious to make it
Out of the dirt and get famous
Want everybody to know what my name is
Basically i just want a little
Bit of fame from the words
That I keep on jotting down on a page
I'mma brain that might just be
A little bit insane
Tame till the day somebody mention my name
I'mma maim everybody in the
Game to get money
Train to sever jugular veins and get bloody
Take a couple of names bread crumble a James
Make a couplе of changes only rubble remains
I'm sick with thе rap like a
Sickness of rap like Caray
Hit with a bat you buried
Switched when I'm pissed like Harry
Just admit when I spit I'm scary
I'm on crack when I'm put
On the track and attack
Till I attract a mass of
People across the map
You wanna get it, we can do it
I'm all for that hit em with the venom till
They're all falling back
It's like Mike Shinoda, mixed with a
Little bit of Esham and A1, yoda
Little bit of Crooked I little bit of Apathy
And put em all in front of the microphone
I might snap on anybody
Hit they body, get up when they stick em
When I get em I'mma split em be a victim
To the rhythm when I'm
Flipping get em shitting
When they listen to me
Shitting on the mission
To twist up the words that I've written
But seventy getting me known
Waiting to get in the throne
Everyone letting em know soon as
I get in the door
I'mma be wrecking the show
Really just waiting to blow
And I'll be stacking the dough
Off of the raps I flow
I can't stop floor em when I know that
I'mma get that dough go nonstop
Every minute that I'm in it
Till the big states grow oh my god
And they say when they hear
A man spit that flow
I'mma hit that dro, I'mma get that hoe
I'mma spit that flow till I get that dough
Keeping cattle for automatics with static
If niggas be trynna fade a nigga
Think a nigga want some
You better pick that motherfucker 'for
You creep that motherfucker
Hit a nigga real hard with a sawed-off
Motherfuckers better know when I
Ride by really big
Things will happen quick when I slide by
Me and Medusa we fuck around with
Them niggas and leave a
Full static so motherfucker we can
Get it on now do you really wanna do it
Do you really wanna Grewsum
Cause you bullet when the Mob on yo ass high
You can barely call my pistol
How the hell you think it hit you
I'mma motherfucking star with a shotgun
And the way that I'm doing it cocksucker
You can never wild out you never find out
Pull another nine out
Told em "go to timeout"
Murder the rest of my killers that
Watch and feel me bow down
Do you really wanna hang me?
Do you really wanna do me?
Do you really wanna fight me?
Do you really wanna shoot?
Motherfucker you can bring it on
You can bring it in the streets
And we can get it on (yeah)
Everybody all know that I'mma
Gangster in the
Streets lil niggas don't doubt me
Cause I hate to be the one to
Put a hole in your head
Cause you didn't find nothing out bout me
I can't stop floor em when I know that
I'mma get that dough go nonstop
Every minute that I'm in it
Till the big states grow oh my god
And they say when they hear
A man spit that flow
I'mma hit that dro, I'mma get that hoe
I'mma spit that flow till I get that dough
Do it for the money and I
Gotta get the bread quick
Anyone who wanna stop me get their head split
Might wanna hate but you better
Not have said shit
Unless you really wanna end up
As a dead bitch
You don't wanna meddle with my
Money or I'll level every
Building on your block when I'm
Hot like a devil
I'mma cook em like Gretel in
The pot and the kettle
And I never will settle for
The rocks that you peddle
I do it for the big dough
That's what I spit for
Everybody said that I be coming
With a sick flow
Verbally hit hoes, lyrically kick those
Weapon of choice is a pad and a pencil
Can't stop like I was a rhyme machine
It's time for green
I never claimed "I'm the king"
But I still want ya to kiss my diamond ring
And the hoes suck on my
Dick behind the scenes i'mma shine supreme
Dame utilized the vest
I never blink when I stare
Into the eyes of death
So put their lives to rest
I jeopardize your flesh
And leave you, your family
And all your guys depressed you wanna sit?
And count I got a half a mill on the table
That the game made me cause
I'm willing and able
And I bet you're really
Trynna be killing Azazel
But you better watch out
When I'm feeling unstable
And I'mma cut em in shreds like
I cut a head bled all over the bed spread
You dared to share too much
Red, then I flipped with the bread
I said too much
Fed full of Drenal's of lead
And sped through guts
Yes indeed, I love my guns
So look out when I clutch two bravely
You will see C-Mob and the record label
I be in em yelling out
"fuck you pay me" because i can't stop
Floor em when I know that
I'mma get that dough go nonstop
Every minute that I'm in it
Till the big states grow oh my god
And they say when they hear
A man spit that flow
I'mma hit that dro, I'mma get that hoe
I'mma spit that flow till I get that dough
Telling everybody in the game
That I'm anxious to make it
Out of the dirt and get famous
Want everybody to know what my name is
Basically i just want a little
Bit of fame from the words
That I keep on jotting down on a page
I'mma brain that might just be
A little bit insane
Tame till the day somebody mention my name
I'mma maim everybody in the
Game to get money
Train to sever jugular veins and get bloody
Take a couple of names bread crumble a James
Make a couplе of changes only rubble remains
I'm sick with thе rap like a
Sickness of rap like Caray
Hit with a bat you buried
Switched when I'm pissed like Harry
Just admit when I spit I'm scary
I'm on crack when I'm put
On the track and attack
Till I attract a mass of
People across the map
You wanna get it, we can do it
I'm all for that hit em with the venom till
They're all falling back
It's like Mike Shinoda, mixed with a
Little bit of Esham and A1, yoda
Little bit of Crooked I little bit of Apathy
And put em all in front of the microphone
I might snap on anybody
Hit they body, get up when they stick em
When I get em I'mma split em be a victim
To the rhythm when I'm
Flipping get em shitting
When they listen to me
Shitting on the mission
To twist up the words that I've written
But seventy getting me known
Waiting to get in the throne
Everyone letting em know soon as
I get in the door
I'mma be wrecking the show
Really just waiting to blow
And I'll be stacking the dough
Off of the raps I flow
I can't stop floor em when I know that
I'mma get that dough go nonstop
Every minute that I'm in it
Till the big states grow oh my god
And they say when they hear
A man spit that flow
I'mma hit that dro, I'mma get that hoe
I'mma spit that flow till I get that dough
Keeping cattle for automatics with static
If niggas be trynna fade a nigga
Think a nigga want some
You better pick that motherfucker 'for
You creep that motherfucker
Hit a nigga real hard with a sawed-off
Motherfuckers better know when I
Ride by really big
Things will happen quick when I slide by
Me and Medusa we fuck around with
Them niggas and leave a
Full static so motherfucker we can
Get it on now do you really wanna do it
Do you really wanna Grewsum
Cause you bullet when the Mob on yo ass high
You can barely call my pistol
How the hell you think it hit you
I'mma motherfucking star with a shotgun
And the way that I'm doing it cocksucker
You can never wild out you never find out
Pull another nine out
Told em "go to timeout"
Murder the rest of my killers that
Watch and feel me bow down
Do you really wanna hang me?
Do you really wanna do me?
Do you really wanna fight me?
Do you really wanna shoot?
Motherfucker you can bring it on
You can bring it in the streets
And we can get it on (yeah)
Everybody all know that I'mma
Gangster in the
Streets lil niggas don't doubt me
Cause I hate to be the one to
Put a hole in your head
Cause you didn't find nothing out bout me
I can't stop floor em when I know that
I'mma get that dough go nonstop
Every minute that I'm in it
Till the big states grow oh my god
And they say when they hear
A man spit that flow
I'mma hit that dro, I'mma get that hoe
I'mma spit that flow till I get that dough
Do it for the money and I
Gotta get the bread quick
Anyone who wanna stop me get their head split
Might wanna hate but you better
Not have said shit
Unless you really wanna end up
As a dead bitch
You don't wanna meddle with my
Money or I'll level every
Building on your block when I'm
Hot like a devil
I'mma cook em like Gretel in
The pot and the kettle
And I never will settle for
The rocks that you peddle
I do it for the big dough
That's what I spit for
Everybody said that I be coming
With a sick flow
Verbally hit hoes, lyrically kick those
Weapon of choice is a pad and a pencil
Can't stop like I was a rhyme machine
It's time for green
I never claimed "I'm the king"
But I still want ya to kiss my diamond ring
And the hoes suck on my
Dick behind the scenes i'mma shine supreme
Dame utilized the vest
I never blink when I stare
Into the eyes of death
So put their lives to rest
I jeopardize your flesh
And leave you, your family
And all your guys depressed you wanna sit?
And count I got a half a mill on the table
That the game made me cause
I'm willing and able
And I bet you're really
Trynna be killing Azazel
But you better watch out
When I'm feeling unstable
And I'mma cut em in shreds like
I cut a head bled all over the bed spread
You dared to share too much
Red, then I flipped with the bread
I said too much
Fed full of Drenal's of lead
And sped through guts
Yes indeed, I love my guns
So look out when I clutch two bravely
You will see C-Mob and the record label
I be in em yelling out
"fuck you pay me" because i can't stop
Floor em when I know that
I'mma get that dough go nonstop
Every minute that I'm in it
Till the big states grow oh my god
And they say when they hear
A man spit that flow
I'mma hit that dro, I'mma get that hoe
I'mma spit that flow till I get that dough