It Just Don't Stop

Yeah, yeah, Big Shug baby

Premier, Premier, yeah, yeah, uh-huh

{*"no it just don't stop"*} Two-two-two...

Here we go, go, uh-huh {*"You know what?"*}

It's a shame; now y'all got big deals

You feel there's no need for the wheels of the steel

You want a legend to borrow the bottle

But he won't, he'll give it back to you tomorrow

Preem's the master of the street themes and such

You niggas forgot, cause you so out of touch

Some claim, they got the new Preem

But they live the life of nightmares, not dreams

Who resurrected your career at the best time

Even though you herb he made y'all sound so grime

Time after time, he gave you hits

But in return, you gave him bullshit

For the new sound, you niggas are slaves

You got Biggie and 'Pac, turnin in they graves

Big L'll come back from the stone

Hit you with some moves, street Corleone

Primo, makes beats for the flow

Worldwide shows, worldwide hoes

He break records, I break necks

We're the last two standin for GangStarr respect

'Long as we live it'll be real music

Play the records, or we'll get real abusive

We pop rap buffers, stage fucker-uppers

No guts no glory, you know the story

For the real shit you still wanna hear

It's still your niggas... Big Shug and Premier...

Yeah, y'all know what time it is you see

I can't believe, some of you niggas done forgot

About that real neckbreakin music from DJ Premier

I know you done made money and went corporate

But nigga you KNOW you 'sposed to have that shit from Premier

And you, Mr. Nasty Man, we all loved your shit

But you know, you need DJ Premier

We doin alright, come back by the crib

Cause you know, that you need, DJ Premier

Peace to Team Shug, Street Champ

Love for my family, peace...