Joe Budden
You Can’t Slow Me Down
[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
Red Cafe, dipped in a white T
I'm a Franchise Boy, I think they like me
[?] smoke [?]
Gangsta with a baby face, like John B
BK shit, we got hoes
Jimmy Chew bitches, Rebock hoes
Conyak sipper, Don P pisser
Nozzle to your lips, see if you a good kisser
Bling blow, how you like me now?
Shake down, hustler, got the right to style
[?] caught a case [?]
Came home, came up, stayed up, shitted
Can't slow me down, don't mistake that
I put led in your ass, [?]
These ain't pistols, these is choppers
Come to Brooklyn, you'll meet the Fockers
Don't talk wrеckless, dawg that's haserdous
You ain't got a street fam, n***a that's Fabolous
Flatboosh n***as know how I role
Bang at your hеad, body and Dey La Soul
[Chorus ?]
You can't slow me down
You can't slow me down
You can't slow me down
You can't slow me down
[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Rap dudes [?] crying shame
You belong in the crying game
But they [?] in vane
Why not? [?] I'm still rebeling
[?] still telling
[?] since they ball in the east
Midnight [?] call him a beast
Clowns don't look me in the face
[?] mistakes
Getting nervous [?]
Nothing I can't do, my [?] is all perfect
They hate how I get the money and run
End up hanging theyself like [?] son
Ain't none of these [?] wanna come see [?]
Can't stop my zone, I'm in one [?]
Can't get [?]
[?] to any n***a that's [?]
Wonder why I'm on my shit
[?] jump on my dick
[?] your money get fumbled
[?]
Let's go
[Chorus ?]
You can't slow me down
You can't slow me down
You can't slow me down
You can't slow me down
[Verse 3: Fabolous]
Let me blow the trees, for I lose control
Call me low degrees, cause I'm usually cold
Girls [?]
Tryna slowly speed like crues control
Hold up, I told her please don't confuse your role
Cause I know your knees ifs broozed and swole
I been overseas, [?]
Over [?] I shoot you with the [?]
Then reload for the snitches, told on my pictures
[?] full of bitches
Soed up with stitches, [?]
N***as is speed bumps, on the road to the riches
I'm wearing Davis, [?] save it
A n***a's on point like [?] Davis
The young fello, one white, one yello
And I keep the LALA like my son Mello
Can't slow me down, I run yellos
I can make a [?] with one hello
These ain't the tools, [?]
You better slow your moves down like a transit strike
[Chorus ?]
You can't slow me down
You can't slow me down
You can't slow me down
You can't slow me down