Live From 504

Live from the 504

It's Mr. Crazy Flow, jumping like a bungee, no rope

Even in the dungeon, I glow, even if it ain't sunny, I glow

If it ain't about money, I go nowhere—I'm nailed to the floor

Money controls where I go, it is the sail to my boat

And it's going down, it's going down, like there's a whale in the boat

See, you can smell that I smoke, and yep, I sip that lean

You hit me with that combination, it make my eyes bleed

I'm a shark in the water, yep, I swim with the big

So I don't have time to deal with Willie the Squid

L-L-Lilypad niggas, L-L-Look at the monster

Y-Y-You don't want to crash, like La-La-La Bamba

See it's me, Ronnie, and Terry, and my new drop is berry

Watermelon, plum; just call it fruit punch

I'm an old rapper getting new bucks

And all you new rappers, you just new lunch (new lunch)

Flow sick, so sick, need a doc, yes

A creature, monster, like the Loch Ness

I gets hotter by the tock, before I sizzle to death

I just tell the clock, Gimme a sec

In the middle of the war—where my enemy at?

I'm running this bitch, like Eric Bieniemy back

'Cause e'ery time I hit a track, I'm like an energy pack

The instruments are crying out: Where the sympathy at?

Yeah, if you betting money, baby, him'll be back

Whatever legends look like, bitch, I'm finna be that

I walked right in hip-hop, like: Where my dinner be at?

I ate that, and I was like: Where my dinner be at?

I hate that women lie, so I lie to them back

Got two bitches in my pants—quiet? Neither them that

A lot of bitches want dick, I give a lot of them that

Let's do a pill, I can fuck you for an hour with that

And to the kids, drugs kill—I'm acknowledging that

But when I'm on a drug, I don't have a problem with that

And my niggas got guns the size of toddlers, biatch

And we aiming right at your fucking collar, biatch—pow!