Supastition - Don't Stop lyrics

This is, my music
You can either fight, fuck or dream to it
Bounce or lean to it
NC influence, you know how we do it
It's hip hop and Supastition don't stop

Yo, it's time to separate the
Real from the replicas
The fans from the critics so
Let's deal with these hecklers
A new date, different testament
And I ain't stressin' it
Cause, I'm better than all of y'all
And that's a rough estimate
I'm humble, but I'm cocky
Trapped between double lives
I scream "I'm the best" until
The day it's proven otherwise
I try to take a diplomatic approach before
The mainstream is weak
The underground ain't dope no more
And lyrically
Commercial cats stay behind five years
And abstract motherfuckers wanna
Analyze fears man look
I don't need your little
Pep talk or expertise so please
Keep ball and point away from my next release
Now I switched sides like Ben Chavis
Hooked up with M-Phazes
That's my Gulf Coast neighbor
Get this paper nigga
I know a lot of snakes but
I ain't really into scandals
My soul purpose is to set
The mood like scented candles
Spit till I physically fatigued or
Till my lungs collapse
If you don't believe then tell the
DJ to run it back
After everything I still run
With the same brethren
Wax Reform, we got it locked
We Hall Of Fame legends my Lost Colony
We back to stand common ground
On one Accord like we road
Tripped to China Town
I got a medal of honor for
Whoopin' mo' ass in public
On the daily than the ghettoist mamas

The Lost Colony, it don't stop y'all
Wax Reform, it don't stop y'all
Nicolay, it don't stop y'all
Justus League, it don't stop y'all
It don't stop y'all
The brother Soul, it don't stop y'all
E-Hood, it don't stop y'all
Supastition, it don't stop y'all

Make way for the phenomenal rhymer
The true divine Carolina phisher
With a signature flow
I should sign my initials
I'm the future of the music so basically
Time ain't an issue
I'll be close to 99 by the time it hit's you
More valuable than diamond or crystal
I tap glass jaws
And I'm too old for these games
I feel like Terry Bradshaw
Just to keep my name alive
I'm dead serious, dead set and death threats
The only thing I seem to hear in head sets
You want to test a nigga's image
Thinkin' it's a gimmick
When y'all cats hide skeletons better
Than full figured women
So I'm into pullin' skirts when people
Want to pull up dirt feel free
Cause words will ricochet but
Real bullets hurt
Yep, I'm arrogant, conceited
Marriage is for preachers
Cause, I'm known to stand a
Bitch up like she paraplegic
If you sexually deprived you probably
Think I'm makin' bitter tunes
I spit so nasty at shows the
Crowd screams "get a room!" sick thoughts
Like a mad professor and my predecessor
Know I'm next in line cause
I can rhyme plus I'm a better dresser
So today's lesson is a crash
Course on stage presence
I move the crowd like a
Seasoned late 80's veteran
Supa breaths life into the game
You need a respirator take the first step
I'm bringin' y'all down like escalators
My profile's low key as private investigators
Surviving the best of haters
Fuck y'all, test me later