Go With the Flow

[Intro]

Enough is enough

Yeah, yeah, here we go, just go with the flow

Enough is enough

Yeah, here we go, just go with the flow

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ho

Yeah, here we go, just go with the flow

Just go with the flow

Ayo, I'd like to test this microphone 'fore I start right quick

Yeah, here we go, just go with the flow

Microphone check two-two, one-two, one-two

[Verse]

Big up all the Monsta Island massive

And beware before I triple dare you like the last kid

Who asked me what we don't got that you got, son

For one flow that's elementary, my dear Watson

Secondly, ever since I was little

Not so much to riddle, least rhyme to the syllable

Keep tracks that make a Arab thief clap

With no hands, I chopped these drums off Truly Yours, G. Rap

Actual fact, relax

In this land of lyrical loss, black, I'm not the cool Sleestak

The one who might stop and talk to you

Poison to few, niggas who be biting styles, I'm like pork too

Ooh, what you got to lose? Let mud fly

When I got blues, I chew whole crews that's Bud Dry

So why ask why the styes from the cess

Shit be fucking with my eye as I pull it to the chest

The Super motherfucking Villain grip the mic with an iron hand

Throwing MCs to the fire from out the frying pan

It ain't no use in trying, man, son stop crying

Fronting like you death-defying, need to stop lying

Speak your piece, only once you're spoken to first

Now let me hear your verse while I'm choking you

With well refined rhymes like a editor

Throw them to my collections of skulls and spines like Predator

Fuck around, the only niggas who could hear the same sound

(Who?) Was Jet Jaguar and James Brown

(Yeah, yeah, only them two niggas?)

And I'm glad I took the time to write their names down to big 'em up (True, true)

I'd like to say, "Hi, it's Sci.Fly, the odd Merlin"

That's quick to whip up a script like Rod Serling

Who eye on bad bitch who used to whip the Sterling

Who see God tore but never see God hurlin'

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

S to the U to the P-E-R-uh

Who chronicle these times in a 3D horror

Thriller porno co-starrer in a realer drama

Who break bread with stingy kin-men, Indian borrower

Lone gunman who 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

Motherfuckers probably couldn't peep it past a minute, it's the–

Exquisite scripts, that quick shit, go with the flow

That's how we do it though

[Outro]

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 Justice, Supreme Love Allah, Prince Love Allah

[?] Master Sword

[?]

Peace

Ayo yo, yeah yo, it's MF

VS, shout out [?] MF Grimm, The Magician

God-U Now

Sin, GM, Kong

The whole Monsta Island City strong

Metal Face DOOM

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