dont stop
Madchild feat. Slaine Lyrics


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Look into these eyeballs
You can see there's fireballs
Spitting fire like I'm a pyro from Hiro
Shocking like a stun gun, I'm in a conundrum
Walking through a dungeon, pale like I'm from London
Traveling, my brains unraveling, I'm coming undone
But still I'm heavy like a truck that's a one ton
I will eat you like a wonton, I'll smoke a rapper like a Pom Pom
Bamm-Bamm! Draping up these rappers like a sodomite selector
Spinning around your head like I'm a satellite directed
Penetrating, I'm a hyperventilating alien
Probing you up in my UFO but I'm Canadian
Star Wars, pulling out my lightsaber, on guard
Strong enough to pull the ears up off a Gunnar
Been around hip hop so long that I'm a monarch
Putting fat laces in my Pumas, wearing Conart
My rhyme will stick to you like lawn darts

And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit

And they say these kids are the craziest
The whole world's alive, but he's just what they say he is
Let's go back in time, back to where the eighties is
See the kid as he grew up and the ways he lived
I jerked off before the age of ten, found a page and pen
Passed it and laughed off the rage and sin
Hackin' cough, bad ideas in my brain dancing back and forth
I put the pen and page down, went back to jacking off
My morals all over the place, it's all over
Fall over drunk, I'm shit-faced, I never call sober
You know what my style on for now on
How long [??] The matador and it's now dawn
Bitches want a [??] while the pad is add on
The mirror with the razor out, now you want a pal, huh?
I'm sick of society, I can't function in it
I'll cuss you bitches out, go back to gettin' drunk again

And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit

Hit record, Jason Bourne, no replacement for him
Hallucinating, face is warm, drinking Agent Orange
When I was young I used to fuck and bring the cameras out
Riding wearing floral print pajamas at my grandma's house
I'm a blabbermouth, so much shit to rap about
I'll eat a rapper like an apple then I'll crap him out
This took all the energy that I could muster up
Cause mentally, my mind has warped into a clusterfuck
Subhuman, psychotic, I'm a superbeast
My girl is twenty three, don't want to slide around in cougar grease
Uhllaaah, I'm fly like I'm the Enterprise
Whipper-rapper dead, will not be able to identify 'em
I'll eat a rapper like it's dinner time
Cold like I'm a bicycle with icicles at winter time

And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit




And you don't stop, and you don't quit
Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Madchild feat. Slaine's song Don't Stop are filled with strong imagery and allusions to the artists’ wild lifestyles, as well as self-referential commentary on their status as hip-hop artists. The first verse uses fiery metaphors and similes to describe Madchild’s intense and hardcore approach to rapping, comparing himself to a pyrotechnician and a stun gun. He also references his Canadian heritage and his longevity in the hip-hop scene, using allusions to Star Wars and monarchs to emphasize his status as a dominant force. The chorus, which repeats the phrase “And you don't stop, and you don't quit,” is a standard hip-hop refrain meant to encourage listeners to continue with their own pursuits despite obstacles.


The second verse, performed by Slaine, continues in a similarly intense fashion, with Slaine describing his rebellious and self-destructive tendencies as a young man, including engaging in self-gratification at an early age. He also talks about his struggles with mental health and addiction, attempting to cope by venting through his music. The final verse, performed by Madchild, is similarly filled with references to violent and transgressive behavior, including eating rappers and riding bikes with icicles. Overall, the lyrics to Don't Stop showcase Madchild and Slaine’s unapologetic and forceful approach to hip-hop, with references to drugs, sex, and violence.


Line by Line Meaning

Look into these eyeballs
I have a fierce and intense look in my eyes


You can see there's fireballs
My eyes convey my passion and energy


Spitting fire like I'm a pyro from Hiro
My rhymes are hot and intense, like a fire starter


Shocking like a stun gun, I'm in a conundrum
My lyrics are electric and perplexing


Walking through a dungeon, pale like I'm from London
My appearance is eerie and ghostly


Traveling, my brains unraveling, I'm coming undone
My mind is in a state of chaos and confusion


But still I'm heavy like a truck that's a one ton
My words have weight and power, like a heavy truck


I will eat you like a wonton, I'll smoke a rapper like a Pom Pom
I will destroy my competition with ease


Bamm-Bamm! Draping up these rappers like a sodomite selector
I am dominating and overpowering other rappers


Spinning around your head like I'm a satellite directed
My rhymes are constantly circling around in your head


Penetrating, I'm a hyperventilating alien
My style is unique and foreign, causing a strong impact


Probing you up in my UFO but I'm Canadian
My strength and power comes from within, not from external sources


Star Wars, pulling out my lightsaber, on guard
Like a jedi, I am always ready for battle


Strong enough to pull the ears up off a Gunnar
My strength and power far exceeds that of my competition


Been around hip hop so long that I'm a monarch
I am a leader and expert in the hip hop industry


Putting fat laces in my Pumas, wearing Conart
I have a unique and individual sense of style


My rhyme will stick to you like lawn darts
My rhymes will stay with you for a long time, like an embedded lawn dart


And you don't stop, and you don't quit
I am unstoppable and persistent


Me and Madchild, yeah we on our own shit
We are independent and doing our own thing


And they say these kids are the craziest
People view us as wild and unpredictable


The whole world's alive, but he's just what they say he is
Despite outside perceptions, I am true to myself


Let's go back in time, back to where the eighties is
Taking a trip down memory lane to past eras


See the kid as he grew up and the ways he lived
Reflecting on my upbringing and past experiences


I jerked off before the age of ten, found a page and pen
I have been writing and expressing myself since a young age


Passed it and laughed off the rage and sin
I have turned my struggles and emotions into fuel for my art


Hackin' cough, bad ideas in my brain dancing back and forth
My mind is constantly buzzing with creative ideas and thoughts


I put the pen and page down, went back to jacking off
Sometimes I need a break from my art to indulge in other activities


My morals all over the place, it's all over
My values and ethics are inconsistent and unstable


Fall over drunk, I'm shit-faced, I never call sober
I struggle with addiction and rarely stay sober


You know what my style on for now on
I have a clear vision and direction for my art moving forward


The matador and it's now dawn
I am ready to face any challenge head on


Bitches want a [??] while the pad is add on
I am attracting attention and interest with my art


The mirror with the razor out, now you want a pal, huh?
My intensity and ferocity can be intimidating and unapproachable


I'm sick of society, I can't function in it
I struggle with fitting into societal norms and expectations


I'll cuss you bitches out, go back to gettin' drunk again
Sometimes I need to lash out and rebel against societal pressures and expectations


Hit record, Jason Bourne, no replacement for him
I am unstoppable and irreplaceable in my craft


Hallucinating, face is warm, drinking Agent Orange
I am experiencing intense emotions and sensations while drinking and creating


When I was young I used to fuck and bring the cameras out
I have always been confident and bold in my sexuality


Riding wearing floral print pajamas at my grandma's house
I am unashamed and comfortable being myself, no matter the situation


I'm a blabbermouth, so much shit to rap about
I have a lot to say and am not afraid to share my thoughts and opinions


I'll eat a rapper like an apple then I'll crap him out
I am confident in my ability to destroy other rappers


This took all the energy that I could muster up
Creating art takes a lot of effort and energy


Cause mentally, my mind has warped into a clusterfuck
The creative process can be mentally exhausting and confusing


Subhuman, psychotic, I'm a superbeast
I am channeling a wild and untamed energy in my art


My girl is twenty three, don't want to slide around in cougar grease
I prefer to be with partners closer to my own age


Uhllaaah, I'm fly like I'm the Enterprise
I am soaring and thriving in my art


Whipper-rapper dead, will not be able to identify 'em
My competition has no chance against me


I'll eat a rapper like it's dinner time
I am supremely confident in my ability to defeat other rappers


Cold like I'm a bicycle with icicles at winter time
My rhymes are fierce and unforgiving, like winter weather




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