Intro: [silkk, mystikal]

Chorus: [silkk, mystikal]

We cant stop now bitch!!!
We cant stop,
And you cant stop us,
So bitch dont try.
We tru soldiers, we dont die,
We dont die, we dont die. (2x)

1st verse: [mystikal]

Im bout my paper, my paper,
Important people on my pager.
I might not drink alize,
But Ill smoke you under the table.
Dont make me peel your potato,
Dont make the devil your neighbor.
I might not be nothing to you,
But Im the shit on this label!!!
Five hundred words might make it hard to digest what I say,
But five up in the morning, see me on the billboards
Yall gonna keep it that way.
Hold on as tight as you can,
Whatever you do, dont loosen your grip,
Not only are they anticipating your every move
Theyre waiting for you to slip!!!
But like I told you before, we not gonna fall, put a banana in the tailpipe,
Im not bout livin in no six by six, wearing no muthafuckin jail stripes.
Been bout it from the start nigga, we raw nigga,
You dont wanna, go to, war nigga.
We superstar niggas,
You know who we are niggas.
From poverty in the projects,
To livin large niggas.
It take one hell of a combination, to get what we got,
We soldiers on a mission, and you cant stop us!!!

Chorus

2nd verse: [silkk the shocker]

Nigga wanna start shit,
That they know they cant finish.
By far niggas wanna go to war,
But they know when they aint winning.
Fixin to keep this bitch jumpin, like a muthafuckin, second line,
Been bout it, and Ill be rowdy, and you gonna know it by my, second rhyme.
No limit chain around my neck, so check, and respect the sign,
Yall wanna play, but I guarantee that you wont play, a second time.
Sometime Im in camoflauge and sometime Im in all black,
Yall wanna go to war with us, wit you knowin we all strapped!!!
Fuck it, pop it, dont stop it, cuz I drop, by no means, look,
Bitches dyin like a dope fiend, while he have on a pair of old jeans.
Nigga what? pistols we all got, sometimes its all glocks,
Keep one in the chamber for danger and make sure they all cocked.
Went from a, small knot to a tall knot,
Nigga please, I got all the gs for breakin these kis down to all rocks.
Blow up the spot till its all hot, surround the world together cuz yall not,
Nigga we aint gon stop jus cuz yall stop then its our props.
If you wanna get it started, then lets started, but lets do it right,
But if you wanna get started, get started, lets do it tonight!!!
Likely to get your head busted, lined in some chalk.

Chorus (2x)