can't stop won't stop

open a de herb gate sellin pure ganja

babylon come but they undercova

they never really want me stop sell ganja

but i'm not havin it

i load the slr

pack the ganja boom! they break down the door

pop-pop! t'ree shots

exchanged at close range

out of three babylon

me hit one in the brain

pop-pop! two shots hit da window pane

i exchanged four shots

i drop and feel pain

but i'm not hit

into the bathroom i crawl

i look out the window

it's a one story fall

i'm fallin

hit the ground and start crawlin

soon i'm walkin 'round

blendin in with the crowd

another day

i got away

i gotta fix this problem someday

but the very next day. can't stop

won't stop - sellin mad izm

all comeptition - i gots to get wit 'em

me nah go jail and me nah go prison

i'm in another herb gate like a superstar

eleven a.m. things are safe so far

i used to worry 'bout the competition on the block

but now the competition on the block is the cops

and even block watch doesn't know where we lay

well. aww man

just when i went for more lead

the door opens up

i got a glock to my forehead

i felt the stick

i thought i was dead

but i woke up instead in a cell layin on my bed

i lay back down

then i heard the crack sound

two d.t.'s came in and laid they glocks down

one was whistlin a love song

as he put some gloves on

i thought to myself

damn something's wrong

boom bap! boom ba

p against my head

i fell back on the bed

down to his feet

the pain was insane but the hit was sweet

cause these dumb-ass cops punched me right by the heat

the glock

two shots

three shots they screamin

then someone said. i said

yo dreamin?! that nightmare was hell"