emcdouble, Joell Ortiz - Stop 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

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