[Hook]
I keep goin'
Even when I wanna stop
I keep goin'
Even when I wanna stop
Is it the release of the anger that makes me murder the tracks?
Or the silent majority turning their backs?
Is it the passion or the love or the drive or the faith?
Is it the knowledge that our lives are at stake?
Is it preparing for the moment when opportunity knocks?
I keep goin'
Even when I wanna stop

[Verse 1: Invincible]
To all the haters and biters
You motivate us in ciphers
My flows and cadence relayed it to notebooks paper papyrus
Been on tour with bronchitis laryngitis
Every night I rock despite it
Some of these cats acting like they wearing diapers
And I keep keep on
Even when my hand tires
No labels or vampires
No funders or grantwriters
Inspired by freedom fighters
Before us and coming after us
For the present survivors of human massacres–
If you "considered suicide when rainbows were not enough"
And bank rolls were clotted up
It's painful I brought it up
The truth gotta come out from different angles it's bottled up
Serve it with a ladle from the cradle til my body's dust
Nothin' else synonymous to the feeling I get from demanding respect
And knowing that I'm earning all my papes
(I keep goin)
Stay persistent you determining your faith
(I keep goin')
Always changing cause I learn from my mistakes
(I keep goin')

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wordsworth]
Even when I wanna stop..
Up mornings and nights, with gas soaring in price
Got two daughters and wife; need food, water, and lights
Can't be on corners with dice, unsure of a bite
Needing two quarters for rice, a dollar short of a slice
The recordings I write got me boarding a flight
To somewhere foreign with sites I never saw in my life
The allure, loud roars, online orders and hype
You gotta close doors and windows, inside with the snipes
Shaking hands and flattery, fans on my battery
Some pissed, some mad at me
Many that listen happily
Overseas tours, boarding, camcorders catch me
Know I have a purpose, somehow people react to me
Artists that want me to feature that's saving cash for me
Producers that be waiting for payments that's saving tracks for me
Constantly I kill it, you agree that I'm the illest
Cause I've acquired what skill is, you've seen that I fulfill it
Keep goin'

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Indeed]
Even when I could've stopped..
I jumped on the 33, hit the I-90
At the 390, I left that bullshit behind me
Reached up and pulled my rearview off like Aknell
Out like I was locked down and a nigga just got bail
Like I was hospitalized and a chick just got well
My only plans now are to follow my dreams
At the East 17, I felt a black cloud looking
I relaxed in my seat like I was smoking a spliff
U-Hauling it, pulling my shit behind me
Like 128th and St. Nick is where you'll find me
Cause upstate rest of New York is too grimy
And I'm never going back like Fleetwood Mac
Like a known special ed over my deep track
From the 81, 380, 80, tunnel to the bridge
I watched the eyes light up on the face of my kids
I stepped out, in disbelief of what we finally did
I kept goin'