Ain’t No Stoppin’ Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Ran Reed & Nick Wiz] Time to bring it in correctly, niggas respect me Uh, yeah Droppin' bombs as usual, ain't nuttin' changed Still, still rippin' shit, word up Comin' correct for the new year We make it hot down here Word up Ran Reed, Nick Wiz, Ran Reed, Nick Wiz Uh, check it [Verse: Ran Reed & Nick Wiz] It's time to slap those jokers that be sleepin' on my rap flows [?] chance, I'm about to tat those Break your jaw, leave your track clothes Now you speechless, toothless, tryna top this That shit is useless I thought you knew this but if not let me refresh you Pop quiz, get your pens out, it's time to test you Now what possess you to think that you can take the impact? My impacts break 10 backs Runnin' niggas over like OJ when he was rockin' cleat I represent the Paterson streets on phat beats Supplied by my man Wiz, it's nickel plated We undefeated, you underrated My man get your wind up before you end up Gettin' bent up, born in hospital hemmed up Got the nerve to think you was the best out Frontin' hard with your chest out Till you heard me rock now you stressed out I got the swift shit, lyrical gift shit Who you tryna riff wit, give me your crowd and I'ma rip shit Ain't no stoppin' me, I'm on a move Have a seat you can't rule, what the fuck you tryna prove? I get more spin than rollerblades Pops like Puerto Rican day parades Yo it's the jack of all trades Holdin' ace of spades with the king Call me blackjack, boy you need a back smack Tryna rock a rhyme on a wack track You shoulda saw my man Nick first (what up?) We terrorists, droppin' bombs on this sick earth Blowin' spots with these mental type shots 'Causin blood clots givin' niggas wanted like a floor wash So take heed 'cause Ran Reed ain't your average Wanna be thug savage talkin' garbage My skills is up the paw, you don't really wanna spawn Mr. Rap Star I bring it you to like Bruce did to Jabbar End game my deaf son These body blows got you loosin' all your breath son Anxiety attacks causin' stress I guess you realize you ain't the best Put to the test and all you got was a big F I still got plans to make mills like Steph [Outro: Ran Reed & Nick Wiz] Ain't nobody stoppin' me, word up Word up [?] It's like that check it, check it Uh Bring it back, bring it back Come out your battleships I'ma sink 'em, sink 'em...