Dice Raw - Never lyrics

[Hook: 2X] I'm never gon' quit, I'm never gon' stop I'm never gon' give up until I'm on top And when I'm on top, yeah I'mma bring it back And I'mma show you how, you know what I'm about [Verse 1: Dice Raw] Yo, I got rhymes for eons If I make it rain, you'll feel like you've been peed on Y'all ain't sh**, y'all ain't on the level that we on "The Simplicity of Ghetto Noise" is my theme song I've got 'em diving head-first into the Chesapeake You bumped your head, you think you saw the last of me? Well that's blasphemy Yo, it's the Money Making Jam Boys bout to cause a rap-tastrophy A bunch of corn balls jumping up and down On the bandwagon exhausting its capacity Man, y'all dudes really look embarra**ing My couplets are in love, every line's marrying Over to the next line it's carrying Smoke it like a blunt filled with diesel, I'm cherishing All body that's been dowsed in kerosene I got money but a n***a still ghetto dreaming [Hook: 2X] [Verse 2: Dice Raw] Yo, when I'm thinking my brain's like a silent alarm When you flip out, that's when I'm staying quiet and calm My reaction's to only do you bodily harm Yo, that's cold where my heart used to be, be warned Don't get close, cause when you get close you'll scar So I stay solo like the horn on a unicorn Slit my throat before I wear a uniform I'm on dope, dog food and Dom Perignon My girl's closet, the House of Dereon One look at me, you can see I'm very on I look at you, can't believe the way you carry on Man, that sh** get you carried off stage Talking bout me, get you buried by a gauge Flipping through my money like I'm flipping through the page Of the latest GQ, I'm bout to breeze through Top down, what's good n***a?! [Hook: 2X]