Still Bangin

Lyrics

Still Bangin Move the Crowd [Sample Hook] Promoe Still the illest, I (Yeah) Move...move...move the Crowd Change this style up Shut the fuck up... fuck up You're still the dick rider Promoe Still the illest, whatever Move...move...move the Crowd To be continued...dot, dot, dot I'm still banging [Verse One] Man I been leading the pack since Modern Day City Symphony And ever since mother fuckers been telling me (what) To bring it back to Modern Day City Symphony Like they trying to stifle my creativity I'm an artist, go ahead, consume my energy But don't tell me where I should or I shouldn't be Truthfully...I'm so ahead of shit Already eating lunch while you're skipping breakfast Then...you would think I'm on Asia time In the present, study the wisdom from ancient times Know them by heart, don't rearrange the lines Through the most deranged of minds [Sample Hook] Promoe Still the illest, I (Yeah) Move...move...move the Crowd Change this style up Shut the fuck up... fuck up You're still the dick rider Promoe Still the illest, whatever Move...move...move the Crowd To be continued...dot, dot, dot I'm still banging [Verse Two] Dread, sucking like an octopus Electric eels, you're wondering what shocked you, cuz Beard's so long that I am stepping on it Looking like a biker but no weapon on me Fuck your fashion tip, I ain't ask for shit Fuck a fascist cop, with a badge and stick Always singling me out for questioning If I did something well arrest me then What we should be doing is impeach the president 'Cause you can't stop my thoughts, arrest my brain Never in my life walk with the rest of them No soul, no vision....brain caught fishing I play in my own division "I miss the old Looptroop"...stop bitching Suck my dick later if you will I'm sick like a dictator, Kim Jong-il [Sample Hook] Promoe Still the illest, I (Yeah) Move...move...move the Crowd Change this style up Shut the fuck up... fuck up You're still the dick rider Promoe Still the illest, whatever Move...move...move the Crowd To be continued...dot, dot, dot I'm still banging [Verse Three] Fucking with the Looptroop, is what they call a lose-lose situation Crews lose occupation Still banging bass drum, knock your face in Keep competition so close, I could taste 'em And they soft and sweet Nowadays they don't write, they tweet They create a minimal, they're criticizing me And instantly revoke their very right to speak So stick to the partying and bullshitting This here for the hard working, true spitting Y'all ain't really willing to war And those who were, they ain't even breathing no more Sniffing the coke, like your nose [?]...the floor Right there, I snatch the key to the door Didn't let me in before, so to even the score I'm a grab a life-time achievement award And I'm out [Sample Hook] Promoe Still the illest, I (Yeah) Move...move...move the Crowd Change the style up Shut the fuck up... fuck up You're still the dick rider Promoe Still the illest, whatever Move...move...move the Crowd To be continued...dot, dot, dot I'm still banging