Story Behind The Song

The story behind Never Gonna Stop is really part of the tale of The Dirt Farmers as a band. Cornfield had produced the track and it was actually about the 3rd song The Dirt Farmers had recorded together as a group. At the time the song was recorded the group included 2 other members who are no longer with the group, the DJ and a singer. Never Gonna Stop's chorus was written by Cornfield and when Cornfield had rapped the chorus to Spinz, Spinz immediately went to work and had the lyrics done in 2 days and they had the song completely finished in a week. Never Gonna Stop is a lyrical maze that takes you to the end of the earth and back, it's a non stop heart thumping song that demands you to stand up and charge on. This song is a Dirt Farmers favorite among hip hop fans and turntablists worldwide.

Song Description

This aint for everybody! Wild hip hop/rockers The Dirt Farmers are securing there space in the creative atmosphere of planet earth. Never Gonna Stop is proof that the feel good era of hip hop hasn't died, you just haven't been looking hard enough. Never Gonna Stop is a non stop chain reaction of events leading to a great lyrical message, keep the party jumpin. Producer of The Dirt Farmers, Cornfield holds the farm down with his funky to rock hard guitar riffs and a lyrical barrage that will have you making comparisons immediately. Cornfield's production is backed by the upbeat, out of control lyrics of Spinz. Spinz takes the listener on a journey of a musical kind through his unique style of rapping and singing and never losing a step. Never Gonna Stop is an instant classic and will never stop playing in your head.

Lyrics

Cause this beat keeps banging in my head for so long, it hits me so hard, keeps me so strong, the girls go, what, I keep up and keep up i'm never gonna stop, i'm never gonna stop.

This beat keeps banging in my head for so long, it hit me so hard, it keeps me so strong, the freaks g, what, I keep up and keep up i'm never gonna stop, i'm never gonna stop.

Verse 1

Cornfield

I've been abused and abandoned but i'm standin tall, pass it off, hand my keys to a strung out broad, give me the microphone faster than an African Swallow, like a child in the lab still learning to walk, you need a license to speak words that deserve a stare, you need a license to stand still, get your hands in the air,you need a license to spit clean never have to swallow, do this right the first time you won't see me tomorrow.

Spinz

Take one the outcomes irrelevant, your smellin it, the shit that you've been lookin for but keep missin, I got a superstition, what, my rhymin ambitions from another dimension, no second guessin, get the track on lock, flows funky as socks, tied up in a knot, who's Scott, who's got a lighter in this mug, I got the only drug you'll ever want and it's at this place called the dirt farm.

-Repeat Hook-

Verse 2

Spinz

Rehearse this one time, bumps with two lines, did the right crime, I stole rhymes from the mind, and set this shit flowin not knowin that Cornfield's composin and Spinz is now knowin, showin it's my time to spin, flip this shit while Spinz shit is gifted and highly uplifted, sift through the mess, shootin at the moon aint settlin for less, just leave you like a chick in distress.

Cornfield

Like your tire went flat your bum rushed and assed out, pass the word of mouth, the words are what, stop, and everything else we shout out, spout out at the crowd, if you haven't put in your not down, this aint for everybody but those that like to party get down with funky sounds and always turn the dial up loud, i'm high as a cloud and proud to be in town, layin it down at Sonically Sound i'm disco'd out.

NC-17

Let's get this party started, drink til' we get retarded, this shit aint for everybody, J.D. Captain Morgan or Bacardi.

Spinz

Everybody jocks the set, while Spinz freaks the tek, i'll drop your props in a bucket, piss on em' next, just kiddin, i'll flex the skills that's relentless, Spinoza serves the kids like a Santa Claus guest list, sleigh bells ringin, Dirt Farmers coming in to a town near you in 2004, kickin down your door, this aint for everybody.