Madchild, Slaine - Don't Stop lyrics

[Madchild, Slaine - Don't Stop lyrics]

Look into these eyeballs
You can see there's fireballs
Spitting fire like I'm a pyro from Hiro
Shocking like a stun gun, I'm in a conundrum
Walking through a dungeon
Pale like I'm from London
Traveling, my brains unraveling
I'm coming undone but still I'm heavy like a
Truck that's a one ton
I will eat you like a wonton
I'll smoke a rapper like a Pom Pom
Bamm-Bamm! Draping up these rappers like
A sodomite selector
Spinning around your head like
I'm a satellite directed
Penetrating, I'm a hyperventilating alien
Probing you up in my UFO but I'm Canadian
Star Wars, pulling out my lightsaber
En garde! Strong enough to pull the ears
Up off a Gunnar been around hip hop so long
That I'm a monarch
Putting fat laces in my Pumas, wearing Conart
My rhyme will stick to you like lawn darts

And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit

And they say these kids are the craziest
The whole world's alive
But he's just what they say he is
Let's go back in time
Back to where the eighties is
See the kid as he grew up
And the ways he lived
I jerked off before the age of ten
Found a page and pen
Passed it and laughed off the rage and sin
Hackin' cough
Bad ideas in my brain dancing back and forth
I put the pen and page down
Went back to jacking off
My morals all over the place, it's all over
Fall over drunk, I'm shit-faced
I never call sober
You know what my style on for now on
How long The matador and it's now dawn
Bitches want a while the pad is add on
The mirror with the razor out
Now you want a pal, huh?
I'm sick of society, I can't function in it
I'll cuss you bitches out
Go back to gettin' drunk again

And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit

Hit record, Jason Bourne
No replacement for him
Hallucinating, face is warm
Drinking Agent Orange
When I was young I used to
Fuck and bring the cameras out
Riding wearing floral print pajamas
At my grandma's house
I'm a blabbermouth, so much shit to rap about
I'll eat a rapper like an apple
Then I'll crap him out
This took all the energy that
I could muster up cause mentally
My mind has warped into a clusterfuck
Subhuman, psychotic, I'm a superbeast
My girl is twenty three
Don't want to slide around in cougar grease
Uhllaaah, I'm fly like I'm the Enterprise
Whipper rapper dead
Will not be able to identify 'em
I'll eat a rapper like it's dinner time
Cold like I'm a bicycle with
Icicles at winter time

And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit

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