[ Featuring DJ Madden ]
You Don't Stop
DJ DX [Verse One]
Man, I'm still parking lot pimping,
Been addicted to music since i was an infant,
Gotta thank my momma and my poppa for the blues,
If it wasn't for them i wouldn't know what to choose,
Done lost a few off of that gangsta lean, look how many
Bloods and crips wanted to bang on me, cuz I'm major league,
And independent son, don't get it twisted young, I'm from the 201,
Sinatra use to sing here, they still call it the slums, out in Camden
They can't call 911, bums asking for change, people acting all strange,
These events wouldn't occurred if we lived back in the days, before
The term turned up, it was hip-hop hooray, my people stop the violence,
Bow your heads and pray! -
DJ DX [Verse Two]
Look we all struggle so we hustle,
It's the only way to make it out the jungle,
Coming up in Jerz, i use to hustle on the curbs,
I've done lost a lot of friends so I'm lost for words,
And the only to speak is on these hip-hop beats, calling
Me a fraud dog homie that ain't me, I survived 7 years down in BTP,
It's been r.i.p since meaty streets, who ever murdered him,
I hope they living 6 feet deep, i got my back against the wall spitting
Sweet sixteen's, so follow your dreams, and conqueror the world,
Racist remarks shouldn't stop us at all, take a look at Donald Sterling,
He was destined to fall, I'm young black and proud and i support the poor! -
