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letra de stop it!!! - odprophet

[intro: odprophet]
yah! yah! yah!

[chorus: odprophet]
if i was the sun i would rise third day h-lla high
see the craters on the moon in my eyes
i would stop it, i got these feelings in my pocket
keep clockin’, really got the milli in my pocket
if i was a gun i would ride in the trunk
and just slide on a punk, let him fly in disgust
i would stop him, it gets chilly in the projects
poppin’, my people really want that nonsense

[verse 1: odprophet]
i only sag my pants ’cause my gun is h-lla heavy
stay draggin’ on the motherf-ckin’ block, on the motherf-ckin’ block
kickin’ like a mule, you can barely hold it steady
i’m a dragon, i’m a motherf-ckin’ goat, i’m a motherf-ckin’ goat
go for the throat, i might be asleep with a pole, stumblin’ out of my home
grippin’ the chrome, rollin’ an eighth in the wood, takin’ it all to the dome
leave me alone unless you wanna get pressed, i walk around with a gun and a vest
won’t talk you down, i just lay you to rest
act like you down and put one in your chest
ba-bang! i’m a hothead, sun show when the cops dead
gettin’ top fed by a top model with a long neck on the bedspread
and she on meds, keep noddin’ off, i caught that sh-t and got it off
’til politics had got involved back when i was a young warthog
insidious, my bare face look hideous
if i die tonight i’m really him, mount sinai, leviticus
i’m good at this hoodlum sh-t, know how many times i could have hit
but i like to keep that higher ground, i told myself i wouldn’t slip
i’m bogart (i’m bogart), now don’t you get these hoes started
you want the smoke? i’ll make your ass sit down and smoke that whole carton
i go cartman (nya nya nya nya nya nya) and do you like scott tenorman (oh my god!)
i take your pops and skin him, then i season him with cinnamon
i’m goin’ ape (i’m goin’ ape), your family ate by a silverback
really from the flats, i’m really back, stealin’ shopping carts full of similac
and sudafed, always out here asking questions, b-tch are you the feds?
like f-ck a vest, i’m willin’ to bet this 50 cal go through their head
you can see what’s on the other side, i’m wildin’ ’cause my brothers die
boy i done lost a lot of things, they lucky i ain’t lost my mind
boy i spit that cyanide, too weird to live, too rare to die
never even considered for mass production but you can bet i’m certified
[chorus: odprophet]
if i was the sun i would rise third day h-lla high
see the craters on the moon in my eyes
i would stop it, i got these feelings in my pocket
keep clockin’, really got the milli in my pocket
if i was a gun i would ride in the trunk
and just slide on a punk, let him fly in disgust
i would stop him, it gets chilly in the projects
poppin’, my people really want that nonsense
if i was the sun i would rise third day h-lla high
see the craters on the moon in my eyes
i would stop it, i got these feelings in my pocket
keep clockin’, really got the milli in my pocket
if i was a gun i would ride in the trunk
and just slide on a punk, let him fly in disgust
i would stop him, it gets chilly in the projects
poppin’, my people really want that nonsense

- odprophet

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