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letra de scrape the sky - can't stop won't stop

[verse 1: david eff & davey]
here we go (here we go)
here we go (here we go)
now we blastin’ off into the ozone
the way we kick it in the dojo is loco fo’ sho’ though
(we pavin’ a road that’s opposed to the dodo)
going over your head like a top hat, stop that
i know you see me spittin’ these hot raps
now watch that beat ’cause it’s about to drop
been rockin’ since the ’09 jump off, yeah, yah
last name pan, first name peter
i know you see me flying and you want me to teach ya
but i stay elevated so that all god’s creatures
can hear me shout it out like my name was aretha
getting r-e-s-p-e-c-t
fly by see them looks on your faces
’cause i’m in full e-f-f-e-c-t
jetsetting on a daily basis

[chorus: fresh big mouf, davey, & david eff]
david eff, man
you don’t stop
davey davey
you don’t stop
we came to rock it ’til the city takes off
mister captain (yeah?) i’m an ace pilot (yeah?)
i wanna spread my wings and fly
to all my people in coach (yeah?)
and to my first cl-ss folks (yeah?)
we’ll show you how to scr-pe the sky

[verse 2: davey]
as the curvature of the earth takes shape
fly fast forward like a video tape and no cape (nah)
just follow my jet stream
proud in the clouds, sonic boom in your precinct
all hop, no trampoline
black box in the pocket of my jet jeans
shine with the stars so bright, even nyc sees me at night
i see london, i see france
now ladies bounce to my turbulence
drop jams from the sky like manna
all the way from alabama to copacabana
back to the west side where i reside, so
‘scuse me do you care if i jump to the bump and take to the skies?
we t minus 10 to let the hook fly

[verse 3: david eff]
hot, sicker than yo average
down like goose and i’m fly like maverick
with a savage attack and a mouth like a match
spittin fuego homie, it ain’t trickin’ if it’s magic
illusions, indubitably juvenile
my crew can do it and we do it wild
rock around the clock all across the nation
got a lot of sky miles and a reputation
of makin’ earthquakes everytime we land
’cause stoppin’ ain’t an option or a part of the plan
fools get to fumin’ while i’m running on jet fuel
now pay close attention ’cause i’m ready to let you
know what i’m all about child
i got that style that you’ve come to love
and i’mma stay fly ’til the day i die
spittin’ fresh to death from above, get it

- cant stop wont stop

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