Traduzione: Flow Crew malati. Rimbalzo.
They could not decipher the text book I daily [Zone 7] ...the mind tricks, I try to get a grip Slip into a different schizophrenic skit Chaotic, and the flow
out your seats and let's get ill We're not just raw, it's Project Blow! [Riddlore] One for the money, two for all the rest mine crew from the West Through
what the deal wit'chu When I wanna chill wit'chu, I wanna build wit'chu But I ain't tryin to share these mills wit'chu I got hoes that's as ill as you
the club in the corner, behind the skirk On-point got my mind at work And even at the office I get head, sometimes I work Flow's corratic charismatic
me "sell drugs" just to get the paper faster Let me go to church but would let me imitate the pastor It only let me imitate my favorite rapper So the deal was I grew up doin' the ill
serve is real superb And Ill be right back with part two of this funky rhyme G haha yeah boy! [Ro:] Yo Red I dont wanna flow no more man Yall go ahead
(feat. Mr. Ill, Rappin' Ron, Gangsta P, Jock) It's the Bayside (Massacre) The Bayside (Massacre) On and on and on [x2] [Mr. Ill] I was missing from
the north pole You soft so, really awful, i rock the grand flow You need magic like Orlando, or must be rambo, multiplied by commando Tell your whole crew
don't know, my flow keeps MC's on freeze like Sub-Z doin MK3 fatality Do remember like Clue, I run up on booty crews on every weekend buggin out cause
With the ill-type flow, a wild renegade Blowing niggas up for dough and just getting paid Yo my style eats through, it's like cancer Eliminating your whole crew
stay off Cause nobody knows how it goes with the flows and rows of hoes froze, chosen bust erosion on the lows when The ill speak, plus the Liks knot
more time like WHOA! You wanna be B.I.G., nigga, picture that WHOA! I'ma fry yo' ass, right where you set it at WHOA! Your flow ain't WHOA! Your crew
rep off me or something, money? Let me tell you something money, you don't know me like that NawI'msayin, you don't know none of my crew like that NawI
mistake [Chorus] [Cee-Low] Round up, round up, round up, 1,2,3 On the down low it's only C double E L-O, I flow, I flow, I'll let you know When it'
on my ankle Taking lives, skip will shank you lyrically Apparently niggas wanna sleep still Keep still, I'm packin' the a heap of skills I'm rhyming to keep an ill
still do. Will soul provide I gotta ill crew. (yes) And best believe they with me in the city like sex. Metropolitan connects, plus the Steel crew still
Lord J Come around the way, would you say? One time with my crew, manifessin Just like that, now who you think you tessin? Uhh Brand Nubian, my crew be
