Inspectah Deck - You Can't Stop Me Now Feat.Inspectah Deck

feat. Inspectah Deck [Intro: RZA] Round up, round up, round up, round up Round up, round up, round up, round up... [Chorus: The Whatnauts "Message from a Black Man" sample w/ ODB sample] No matter how hard you try, you can't stop me now No matter how hard you try, you can't stop me now [RZA] The greatest B-Boy of all time, started from small crimes While others had big tops I was slingin' small dimes Tryin' to make the come up, the blow used to numb up A few G's a week, my clique used to sum up Till my brother got locked up, my girl got knocked up My closest homies each, got popped up and shot up And cops flood the block, no way to eat So I dropped a half a G on a rented SP 1200 Sampler, and a Yamaha Four-Track The bass from the lab used to blow the fuckin' door back While Ghost was doin' stick-ups, tryin' to make a vic' up Waitin' outside for the Brinks truck to pick up Nothing would work, so we're back to choppin' nicks up Givin' grown ass women two vials for a dick suck When I was stressed I would head to the rest Then the pads on the SP-12 got pressed Makin' beats for the streets, so the family could eat In '93, Wu-Tang Clan dropped their first LP We went platinum, *whoo-peesh*, yeah we flatten 'em Pockets got fat and um, went and got Cap and 'em Staten's on the map and um, Brooklyn Zu is bombin' 'em All around the world, Killa Beez start swarmin' 'em You can't stop us, you can't block us Rock us or mock us, knock us or top us Better sit back and watch us... [Chorus] [Inspectah Deck] Can't stop me man... No matter how hard, you better go hard So hard, if you gonna try and stop me now I be ruckus to rhythm like the blocks be wild Bad enough I got the cops tryin' to lock me down Can't nobody break my stride or shake my pride Without a homicide, case and trial It's a long time comin', long nines bustin' Cradle to the grave I be on my grind hustlin' Sometimes when I think about it, have my mind buggin' The shit that I been through, things that I've seen The chicks that I ran through, places I've been I'm a victim of the very song I sing That's how it is in the heart of it, most want no part of it Some will soothe the pain through booze and narcotics I'mma hold my head, stay true to where my heart is Either you pay with your life, or you pay dues and homage [Chorus 2X]