Flux Pavilion:
I can't stop
I can't stop
Kanye West and Jay-Z:
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the Lord
Till I die I'mma fucking ball
Now who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me huh?
Who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, huh?
(Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that's for)
Who gon' stop me, huh?
Who gon' stop me, huh?
(Yeah, who gon' stop me?)
Jay-Z:
No brakes, I need State Farm
So many watches I need eight arms
One neck but got eight charms
Who gon' stop me huh?
Kanye West:
Niggas talking, they bitchmade, ixnay off my dicksnay
That's Pig Latin, itch-bay, who gon' stop me huh?
Last night ain't go so well got kicked up out the hotel
Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert, yes, tell Howard Cosell
You just a commentator if you getting paper
Everybody I know from the hood got common haters
In some relations, you're just supposed to say none
Heard she fucked the doorman, well that's cool I fucked the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess that's on one basis
I only like green faces
Kanye West and Jay-Z:
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the Lord
Till I die I'mma fucking ball
Now who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me huh?
Who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, huh?
(Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that's for)
Y'all weed purple, my money purple
Y'all Steve Urkel, I'm Oprah's circle (Yeah, yeah)
I wrote the verse that I hope will hurt you (Let's go)
(Who gon' stop me huh?)
Jay-Z:
Beat the odds, beat the Feds
It wouldn't be wise to bet against the kid
Start me broke, I bet I get rich
Night shift, six to six
Give me one shot, one pot
I'll show up in all white, wearing no socks
No ceiling, new coupe
They know I'm a dope boy, they don't have no proof
I'm three steps removed, I know how to move
It's looking like I don't know how to lose
I'm winning again, I'm at the Wynn
I'm at the table, I'm gambling
Lucky lefty, I expect a seven
I went through Hell, I'm expecting Heaven
I'm owed, I throwed and I stuck to the G-code
I'm here, oh yeah, I promise I ain't going nowhere
Okay here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats
I'm allergic to having bunny ears like broke, like nope
Like ha, I ain't no joke, I can't be stopped like nope, like nope
Extend the beat, Noah
Two seats in the 911, uh, no limit on the Black Card, uh
Told y'all I was gonna go HAM, uh, till the ocean was my backyard, uh
No lies in my verses, hey, please pardon all the curses, hey
Shit gotta come some way, fuck, when you're growing up worthless
Middle finger to my old life, uh, special shoutout to my old head, uh
If it wasn't for your advice, uh, a nigga would have been so dead, uh
I'm living life till these niggas kill me, turn this up if you niggas feel me
I'm riding dirty, tryna get filthy, Pablo Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes
Graduated to the MoMA and I did all of this without a diploma
Graduated from the corner, y'all can play me for a motherfucking fool if you wanna
Street-smart and I'm book smart, coulda been a chemist 'cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me, hey, and I'mma stop when the hook start, hold up
Kanye West and Jay-Z:
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the Lord
Till I die I'mma fucking ball
Now who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me huh?
Who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, huh?
(Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap, you know what that's for)
