RZA, Inspectah Deck - U Can't Stop Me Now lyrics
[RZA, Inspectah Deck - U Can't Stop Me Now lyrics]
Round up, round up, round up, round up
Round up, round up, round up, round up
No matter how hard you try
You can't stop me now
No matter how hard you try
You can't stop me now
The greatest B-Boy of all time
Started from small crimes
While others had big tops I
Was slingin' small dimes
Tryin' to make the come up
The blow used to numb up
A few G's a week, my clique used to sum up
Till my brother got locked up
My girl got knocked up
My closest homies each
Got popped up and shot up
And cops flood the block, no way to eat
So I dropped a half a G on a rented SP
1200 Sampler, and a Yamaha Four Track
The bass from the lab used to
Blow the fuckin' door back
While Ghost was doin' stick-ups
Tryin' to make a vic' up
Waitin' outside for the Brinks
Truck to pick up nothing would work
So we're back to choppin' nicks up
Givin' grown ass women two vials
For a dick suck
When I was stressed I would head to the rest
Then the pads on the SP-12 got pressed
Makin' beats for the streets
So the family could eat
In '93, Wu Tang Clan dropped their first LP
We went platinum, yeah we flatten 'em
Pockets got fat and um
Went and got Cap and 'em
Staten's on the map and um
Brooklyn Zu is bombin' 'em
All around the world
Killa Beez start swarmin' 'em
You can't stop us, you can't block us
Rock us or mock us, knock us or top us
Better sit back and watch us
Can't stop me man
No matter how hard, you better go hard
So hard, if you gonna try and stop me now
I be ruckus to rhythm like the blocks be wild
Bad enough I got the cops
Tryin' to lock me down
Can't nobody break my stride
Or shake my pride
Without a homicide, case and trial
It's a long time comin', long nines bustin'
Cradle to the grave I be on my grind hustlin'
Sometimes when I think about it
Have my mind buggin'
The shit that I been through
Things that I've seen
The chicks that I ran through
Places I've been
I'm a victim of the very song I sing
That's how it is in the heart of it
Most want no part of it
Some will soothe the pain
Through booze and narcotics
I'mma hold my head
Stay true to where my heart is
Either you pay with your life
Or you pay dues and homage
Round up, round up, round up, round up
No matter how hard you try
You can't stop me now
No matter how hard you try
You can't stop me now
The greatest B-Boy of all time
Started from small crimes
While others had big tops I
Was slingin' small dimes
Tryin' to make the come up
The blow used to numb up
A few G's a week, my clique used to sum up
Till my brother got locked up
My girl got knocked up
My closest homies each
Got popped up and shot up
And cops flood the block, no way to eat
So I dropped a half a G on a rented SP
1200 Sampler, and a Yamaha Four Track
The bass from the lab used to
Blow the fuckin' door back
While Ghost was doin' stick-ups
Tryin' to make a vic' up
Waitin' outside for the Brinks
Truck to pick up nothing would work
So we're back to choppin' nicks up
Givin' grown ass women two vials
For a dick suck
When I was stressed I would head to the rest
Then the pads on the SP-12 got pressed
Makin' beats for the streets
So the family could eat
In '93, Wu Tang Clan dropped their first LP
We went platinum, yeah we flatten 'em
Pockets got fat and um
Went and got Cap and 'em
Staten's on the map and um
Brooklyn Zu is bombin' 'em
All around the world
Killa Beez start swarmin' 'em
You can't stop us, you can't block us
Rock us or mock us, knock us or top us
Better sit back and watch us
Can't stop me man
No matter how hard, you better go hard
So hard, if you gonna try and stop me now
I be ruckus to rhythm like the blocks be wild
Bad enough I got the cops
Tryin' to lock me down
Can't nobody break my stride
Or shake my pride
Without a homicide, case and trial
It's a long time comin', long nines bustin'
Cradle to the grave I be on my grind hustlin'
Sometimes when I think about it
Have my mind buggin'
The shit that I been through
Things that I've seen
The chicks that I ran through
Places I've been
I'm a victim of the very song I sing
That's how it is in the heart of it
Most want no part of it
Some will soothe the pain
Through booze and narcotics
I'mma hold my head
Stay true to where my heart is
Either you pay with your life
Or you pay dues and homage