Rock Co.kane Flow

Up in them five-star tellies and two mic rhymes

Be them average MC's of the times

Unlike them, we craft gems

So systematically inclined tô pen lines

Without sayin a producer's name, all over the track

Yeah I said it! What you need tô do is get back

Tô reading credits, we them medics

Alphabetically stuck on that English

And knock it out before we pour

That sure shot more rock co.kane flow

From the top of the key, the 3 Villain

Been on in the game as long as you can wheelie your Schwinn

Turn the corner spinnin, bust that ass and get up

Dust off the mask, whoever laugh give him a head up

He got jumped, it pumped his adrenaline

He said it made him tougher than a bump of raw medicine

Tô write all night long, the hourglass is still slow

Flow from Hellborn tô Free Power like Wilco

And still owe bills, pay dues forever

Slay huge when it comes tô who's more cleverer

Use tô wore a leather goose ski with a fur collar

Hand charged a fee for loose leaf words for dollar

Ya heard? Holla, broad or dude, we leave food

Eat your team for sure, the streets sure seem rude

For fam like the Partridges, pardon me for the mix-up

Battle for your Atari cartridges or put your kicks up

It's a stick up

Now put your blix up, these Riddick Bowe cuts

Is swoll like penile flicks, give 'em 20

The danger in his eyes'll let you know he's a brawler

Bring your tallest champs like that much taller

Ten pounds heavier, one step ahead of it

Vocab, stamina, style's all irrelevant

Camps and cliques, units, squad crews and clans

Even your tongues'll fuck around and leave your mouth

Doom brung that bum, there goes that news van again

Act like you knew like Toucan Sam an' 'em

He eat rappers like part of a complete breakfast

Your rhymes ain't worth the weight of they cheap necklace

String 'em up, bring 'em up under whack junk snack

And get that out your hand, punk, jump and get your dunk smacked

Foul, we all know the rules bro

You slow, you blow the soup on your fools, his Impulse like Yugo

You go lights, câmera, action with no makeup

We De La tô the death, or at least until we break up

Here's a couple of nice guys who finished first

So nice try, but the prize is ours dispersed

They say the good die young, so I added some

Bad-ass tô my flavor tô prolong my life over the drum

Everyone cools off from bein hot

It's about if you can handle bein cold or not!

And we was told tô hop for no one, s'what I dig bout Prince Paul

We stayed original ever since y'all

First tô do a lot of things in the game, but the last tô say it

No need tô place it on a scale tô weigh it

And don't do it for the plays or tô raise the bar

Yet it's raised anyway, it's so amazing, are

The three L.I. brothers from a other way of thinkin

Hey your lady's winkin, I think you need tô control that aura

Or I can hold her

The elements are airborne, I smell the success

(Yo let's cookie cut the shit and get the gingerbread, man)

Sacrifice mics and push drugs tô these rappers

Puff ponies 'til I turn blue in the lips

Sippin broads like 7-Up (ahh) so refreshing

I think I'll pop these verse like first dates tô birthdates

September 2-1, 1-9, 6-8

Too old, should I? Too bad, too late