This goes out to all my niggas   Spendin they last on gas, grass and ass   And to all my ladies playin in bars free drinks   And shit push it up push it up      Chorus   Keep on   Ya don't stop , if ya don't stop maybe ya won't stop   If ya won't stop maybe ya can't stop   So keep on, keep on an on ya keep on   Ya don't stop , if ya don't stop maybe ya won't stop   If ya won't stop than ya can't stop   So keep on, keep on an on      Verse 1   Rebellious-i, felonas city slicker   Real nigga hit ya district with the impact of a twista   Now clear the zone, rhyme down the phone lines and toss motor homes   My poems were found next to dinosaur bones   Perform by the elders before the kings thrown   This style has no origin or birth date   And scientists research can not calculate   The great mind skatin' through space and time   Vibratin' thru the bass lines that stun man kind   Reclined in the leather seat the cassette blasts   Vocals that smash out the bullet proof glass   Rippin' through your 15's like wolverine   Sick with the lyric there be no vacine   You attach with the tractor beam, rap fiend   And all heads who feel it lick off a magazine      Chorus      Verse 1   We trip the light, ride to the rhythm's of the night   Skin tight honeys show me love at first sight   Work light krazy legs nonstop body drop   My hip hop drop you to your knees in shock   Watch for the spot rushers, slang hustler   Lackluster skills, solute the drill instructor   Yes yes y'all I heard the 's.o.s.' call   Ins to the rescue about to bless ya'll   Got 'em brawlin' in the mess hall and the dance hall   They ants y'all and I remain to stand tall   Can't fall, son'll restore like michael jackson off the wall   Singin' life ain't so bad at all   When ya livin' it we all deserve the finer things   Like foreign cars fancy clothes and diamond rings   My exotic dancers keep shakin' ya thing   To my niggas on the streets thats soon to be king      Chorus      Verse 3   Keep on keep on an on   Last call for alcohol bartender two kahlua's and milk   With crushed ice in the blender   What up love?    Lets jelly off the dancefloor   Before ya man come lookin' for points he can't score   More than you bargained for ,deserve an encore   Putt 'em down ,you put 'em up till ya sore   Motion picture thoughts project in wide screens   Laced off the lime green, duckin' high beams   Swift sword, making fetti out the bill board   Rap pro, throwin' up bombs like jeff joard   Catch me next tour feel free to explore   Don't sweat me at the door like we met before   Tryin' to dick ride, I'm inside where the chicks hide   Quick slide move, we lootin' the spy...   Quick slide move, we lootin' the spy      Chorus