KEEP STOMPIN' Lyrics

Ima be stomping

Gonna keep stomping

Neighborhood stomping

We forever stomping

Micken get stomping

Imma a bonafide enigma

With some narly ass charisma

Bringing war down like guerrillas

Yea I'm sick I got the illness

Be prepared to be the witness

Of no stupid funny business

Where the lyric rhymes are vicious

But are sweet and so delicious

Yes you heard the thesis

I don't show no weakness

But I ain't the meanest

I got super sweetness

Yes I'm flying up to venus

While I'm smoking from the pieces

If you never seen uniqueness

Yea I made seem so it seamless

Why you always frontin

You in the back back

Wanna rock a sax-a-boom

Like I'm jack black

Could you stay on track

Full of beats I got the pack

And everyone one that I attack

Another record on the rack

Like a quarterback

Let me run it back

I'll be making fucking hits

While I'm laying on my back

Mickey Gold's on the track

And I got the fucken knack

Never ever make it whack

Watch me get these fucken plaques

Ima be stomping

Gonna keep stomping

Neighborhood stomping

We forever stomping

Yoda get stomping

KMC stompin

Blood pumpin when I come in

Heart thumping from the drum hit

Adrenaline rushin ima a murder some shit

Bustin rhymes til I'm triumphant UGH

You get what you give that's why I'm getting it all, Give My All

I don't worry I just win I'm like Lebron with the ball

Way I rip it instinctive, and I'm a natural, Naturally

Say I'm vindictive but

Sometimes you'll fly sometimes you'll fall

That's when you gotta grab your balls and call on the gall

To get like a rot dog of his coll and maul

You work hard for gifts kid, that's factual

If shit comes easy man it's just bull

10, 000 hours to be masterful

Pop taught me work ethic

Whether work a hobby or something athletic

Get after it then get it

Whatever it takes accept it

No regrets kid

Blood sweat and tears are aesthetic

To give anything less is just fucking pathetic

So much blood in my spit shit Mick call a paramedic

I've mastered methods during this pandemic

Let this dream of mine die? Nah can't let it

Less than best is just not accepted

Each project man I've gotta perfect it

So I can move the crowd when I project it

I homerun you bunt

You're nobody I'm Jeter you cunt

Meaning I get respect son

Makin hits in the yard havin fun

I'll never surrender I'm never done

Master Yoda rippin mics til I'm 101

I got All Eyez on Me like my last name Shakur

Amazed at me jaws drop on the floor

Praisin me, don't stop tell me more

Blazin weed, the KMC boutta roar

Perplexed you be, these not the droids you're looking for

Ceremony Master nothing less nothing more

Shed Records kicking down your door

Sickest MCs 631 for now and ever more