Stop ft. Joell Ortiz Lyrics

You dumb enough to see me, think I Won't act fast

Emc, I'll be on the double, Come Through like doordash

Old school rock, open a damn can of Whoop ass

In this case one mans trash, is still One mans trash

Don't noone wanna hear your shit, Your shit is ass

Backside, rear, rump, anus, yo ass is Grass

Guest of honor, get revoked of your Guest pass

You used to be the man, but looks Like you ran out of gas

Currently you ain't shit, it's Irrelevant to bring up the past

Y'all ain't shit, I do it old school, PS1, Like Crash

When I see you it's (Hoodabagah) on Your bitch ass

Liquid snake with the sneaks, go Slow wit it, not fast

Too much noise, get got, and you Can't fix that with cash

Watch your steps, like a blind guy Feeling his way around a path

Don't trip because you ain't feel Around, be smart, do the math

Add it wrong, and one wrong move Gets you divided in half

Thinking everyone forgot, but no Amnesia here, the streets talk real Fast

Why you talking smart, why you Talking slick

Look at yaself in the mirror you ain't Shit

Looking like you never got smacked In ya fat lip

From NY, we put it down, stop that Shit

Uh

I hear you running your mouth, Talking about how you the best

Out like I went south

Like I ain't standing here with my Chest out

Poking my bubble vest out

Know how many years rappers been Stressed out, trying to write

The kinda rhymes that I left out of a Song

You rap, cowards'll mourn, the day That yawa is gone

While I'm alive you won't give me My flowers, Cause I'm a

Thorn in your side

But that's alright I'm gonna keep Poking

The beast woken in middle of the Night, sheets soaking, with

Teeth broken

That's cause I took a bite out of my Dreams hoping it never stops

I only see L's at three o'clock when I peek At my watch

Laugh at these lists that I ain't on, I Should be at the top

And that's as clear as air so I'm there If you see me or not

I remember not having gas inside the Hoops, so I matted the

Coupe, and the pickup got a Panoramic roof

The chain dangles, every angle Looking like a kaleidoscope

Shining so the finest hoes is eenie Meenie miney mo

Why you talking smart, why you Talking slick

Look at yaself in the mirror you ain't Shit

Looking like you never got smacked In ya fat lip

From NY, we put it down, stop that Shit