Unstoppable Lyrics

Extra extra! It's Fiyablasta

The Dark Knight never stopped at 3 strikes

Because, I found I was about to get paid

And the fans do rewind what the little boy made

Became confident that I do stun

Since the party don't stop when I rhyme on drums

When I rock the mic, I bring da heat

So, that's why I told them "incoming" after crafting the beats

Pops helped me in that effort as I start my career

Showing no fear at talent shows in front of my peers

The fam pushed me on, even though my style's weird

Plus, my grade school teachers believed I deserved their ears

My flow was elementary, but I knew we were meant to be

Rapping since the fourth grade between math and history

Like recess, raps off of the blacktop

Music in full swing; imagine this jump as blast off

Ever since a young'n, I knew I was drawn to flow

Had the passion to keep rapping, making me unstoppable

Whether singing or emceeing, just give me the microphone

And my doubters running out; moment of silence for my foes

It's the return of the stunna, no baby

But I'm driving them crazy by being more amazing

They turn it up once they heard I'm back

Producing tracks with my dad for me and my friends to blast

We get down to the progress made when I blaze the stage

Mixed with my nonsense

So haters if you can't handle this

I ain't going nowhere since I have a fear of abandonment

But the free subject matter persists

Cause do I really have to limit art to what radio permits

I think not; I ink blot, creating rorshachs

With verbal imagery that's good or bad

So guess who's back to win the ears of listeners

The middle class teen is spitting when he gets the nerves

And I'm on to you naysayers

And lately God's will isn't aligning with they prayers

Hooked on the product of an eighth grader

Addicted when drop cuts like a straight razor

Making coke classic; my stained papers

Ever since a young'n, I knew I was drawn to flow

Had the passion to keep rapping, making me unstoppable

Whether singing or emceeing, just give me the microphone

And my doubters running out; moment of silence for my foes

My reintroduction was the arise

Of the inferno and the haters demise

I became their guilty pleasure by getting down with my bad self

And show them how I work it out for my vocab's health

I fill in the blank as rap school teacher

And threw an after-party for graduates willing and eager

Like me; just kicking it with my microphone

And anyone ready to roll wit me, would feel right at home

What can I say? They're starstruck when I lay it down

Cause when you're smooth as me, you don't even need to take the crown

They simply give it, since I am the definition

Of versatile lyricist; you can tell by me penning this

Had the it factor ever since the days of freeze tag

Had the crowd in a stand still every time a touch a mean track

Once they heard the Fiya, there's no way to deny

That I could takeover the game if I give it a try

So why lie?

Even I think that I ether from time to time

No beef but ahh

Ever since a young'n, I knew I was drawn to flow

Had the passion to keep rapping, making me unstoppable

Whether singing or emceeing, just give me the microphone

And my doubters running out; moment of silence for my foes

The eccentric me eventually

Stole the show right under their nose

I showed them how we do it over bass like a mastermind

Then had them saying, "oh no" when I hit them with a faster rhyme

Blasta climbed sky high, 'til I made it outta this world

And knew just how woo you, moving crowds and your girl

Alright? But I knew music's misuse had me malfunctioning

So I had to master peace before I threw a punch again

The rappa ternt sanga and brought rap's revival

The piece had turnt bangers and left me entitled

For the throne since I put the whole game in flames

And watched the lame's sweat drop if you say my name

In plain, I make a Monsterpiece whenever I hop on a beat

That's I say, "Huzzah" cause I know I'm gonna drop the heat

It must be celebrated, being dope this far

Will I ever stop? I'll leave that choice with God

For now, I'm reaching for the stars; at least with innovation

Renovating artistry for your standing ovations

Ever since a young'n, I knew I was drawn to flow

Had the passion to keep rapping, making me unstoppable

Whether singing or emceeing, just give me the microphone

And my doubters running out; moment of silence for my foes