Go With the Flow (Raw Rhymes)

[Intro] Yeah, stop playing, stop being stupid and shit "Yeah, here we go...just go with the flow" "Yeah, here we go...just go with the flow" Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I like to check this mic before I start Yeah go ahead, check it, check it Yeah yeah, it's good? [Verse 1: MF DOOM] First verse I'd like to say, big up all the Monsta Island massive And beware before I triple dare you like the last kid He ask me, "What we don't got that you got, son" "For one, flow that's elementary, my dеar Watson And secondly, ever sincе I was little Not so much to riddle, but least rhyme to the syllable" Keep tracks that make a Arab thief clap With no hands, I chop these drums off, truly yours, off G Rap Actual fact, relax, upin this land of lyrical loss, black I'm not the cool sleet stack The one who might stop and talk to you Poison to you, niggas who be bitin' styles like pork too Oooh, what you got to lose? Let mud fly When I got the blues I chew whole crews that's bud dry (Why?) So I ask why the style's from the cess Shit be fuckiny with my eye as I pull it to the chest The Super motherfuckin' Villain grip the mic with an iron hand Throwin' MCs to the fire from out the fryin' pan It ain't no use in trying, man, son, stop crying You frontin' like you death-defyin', need to stop lyin' Speak your piece but only once you're spoken to first (Say your verse) Now let me hear your verse while I'm chokin' you With, well refined rhymes just like an editor Throw them to my collections of skulls and spines like a Predator Fuck around, the only niggas who could hear the same sound (Is who?) Is Jet Jaguar and James Brown [Break] (Word, only them two niggas?) And I'm glad I took the time to write their names down to big them up (True, true) [Verse 2: DOOM as Sci.Fly] I'd like to say, "Hi", it's Sci.Fly the odd Merlin That's quick to whip up a script like Rod Sterling Who I are bad bitch who used to whip the Sterling I'm seeing god tober, never see god Erlang My man Grimm had his little monkey like Space Ghost Me, myself, I got flavors that out-taste most With numb gums, some rhymers is lactose Back to you MF DOOM, you late show host [Verse 3: MF DOOM] S to the U to the P-E-R-uh I chronicle these times in a 3D horror Thriller porno co-star or in a realer drama Break bread with stingy kin-men, indian borrower The lone gunmen, I candidly flip fly flows Single-handedly with one eye closed In a fly pose, no shirt Alayé May see me stack the quarter-mill cash pay That's that inner smash way how he did it You motherfuckers probably didn't know it past the minute, the good shit [Outro] Word (Just go with the flow) Yeah, yo, I'd like to give a special shout-out Raamers and L. Rockwell Since depths of Hell, Pure Mathematics Fold 'em stacks like crack-matics [?] Supreme Love Allah, Prince Love Allah [?] Master Sword [?] Peace Ayo yo, yeah yo, it's MF BS shout out MF Grimm, The Magician God-U now [?] GM, Kong [?] city strong Metal Face DOOM Your Concurrence In The Above Is Assumed Yo let that beat bop, man (Yeah here we go, just with the flow) (Yeah here we go, just with the flow) (Yeah here we go, just with the flow) (Yeah here we go, just with the flow)