Slow Flow
(专辑: Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath Of God - 2020)
But you won't let me love you I
wanna do more smooth rhymes and shit, man Know what I'm sayin'? I
don't know them shits Yeah Come on It's that shit, oh, shit That's that Wu-Tang shit, my nigga Check it, yo, this to all them fucking MC's out there in the
world That think they can fuck with Ol' Dirty Bastard You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, come on, come on What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? (Yo) I'm here to shock your dome piece real quick (Yo, yo) Know what I'm sayin'? (Yo, check) Shit get cataclysmic how I
mastered the
wicked division of spitting Nigga, past what you wishing It's super surpassing your vision in whatever you thinking of course Bags are sickening, make 'em gag when I'm shitting type of flow See, the
fact is I'm back and I'm stacking 'em up How I'm heating the
planet, niggas be calling me solar maximum So effortless in how I'm attacking 'em Even when I'm resting, I'm Black and niggas see the
results and next Count them Like checking the
pulse of a
corpse when I
show 'em no reaction Ignoring you, nigga (You boring me, nigga) Back to stacking this paper exactly, the
lyrical impact is so literal Criminal (Priceless), as in every valuable mineral Super subliminal, becoming the
future like digital data Pivotal moments, shit get critical, haters See what I
make the
DJ do to the
fader, rest in peace to Roc Raida Body niggas now or later, traumatically major Dramatically cater to niggas that want it and eat it And live it and fart it just to open they vein and bleed it I
superseded the
situation every time it's hard to defeat it The
unstoppable, you need it Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the
flow If I
move too quick, oh, ya just won't know Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the
flow If I
move too quick, oh, ya just won't know Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name My hip hop drops on your head like rain And when it rains, it pours 'cause my rhymes hardcore That's why I
give you more of the
raw (Yo, yo) The
tables is turning, I'm enjoying just burning you niggas And schooling and tutoring and learning you niggas So peep the
way that I
come and weed 'em out beyond a
reasonable doubt I
ain't rushing, I'm taking the
scenic route On my paper trail to unveil and just derail all irrelevant traffic And clear the
lane and deliver that Illmatic While keeping you hyper and keep you ecstatic while I'm bringing shit harder Especially when it's dark, I'm a
midnight marauder Now, baby, bye little bitch, hope you know I'm ready to die as the
best Appreciating this nigga life after death But in the
meantime, while I
poison you niggas with the
heat for the
blocks Scratching and fiending, needing a
detox While you screaming, I'm shining, gleaming and cleaning up the
game in a
mink While I
give you what's only built for Cuban link, niggas Incredible Hulk's America's most wanted Hole in the
fort, documented report in the
war report Giving you the
crack, nigga, new jacks They need that Carter V
for the
niggas that got appetites bigger than dinosaurs Like, every time I
spit, I
get rid of a
few This is Extinction Level Event 2
Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the
flow If I
move too quick, oh, ya just won't know Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the
flow If I
move too quick, oh, ya just won't know Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name My hip hop drops on your head like rain And when it rains, it pours 'cause my rhymes hardcore That's why I
give you more of the
raw