Keep Em' Flowin'

(Beat y'all)

Swift as wind, slammin harder than a domino

MC's surrender, consider my attitude the bomb

Toy or pro, don't you know I'm from the Pro

The intent of the jam's to let the rhymes flow

The name Low Pro will grow stronger over centuries

But when you say our name, then don't forget to mention these

Dope jams that kept suckers in check

Yo, you know Low Pro will keep flowin correct

To melodies like these eliminate MC's

Pump the volume on the JVC

Kick the bass, but no too loud, drainin the lyrics

I took my time with this rhyme, so y'all can hear it

Now dig it, time to get busy, Low Pro is on a uproar

Jackin MC's between tours

Just takin what's mine, I'm not a thug of any kind

But some of y'all gotta be for bitin my rhyme

So let the flow take control of your body and soul

Hit the park with a quart of olde gold

Grab a girlie, cool out, while the W is showin

How a young boy can keep em flowin

Now keep em flowin

DJ Aladdin

(I'd flow in the Nile) --> Rakim

Tired of all these rappers talkin bout the same thing

Who got the most money, or the biggest gold chain

It's a shame, I can't even turn my radio on

Without hearin some punk with a wack-out song

What it's a wack season? That's all i'm hearin on the radio

Punks are comin softer than, soft they're like Clay-doh

But play the bank stable and able

But for a rhyme that's fatal

You punks remind me of Play-doh

Cheap slapped together artificial material

You shitty-drawers rapper, yo, you're sweeter than cereal

You all sound alike tryin to hang with the trend

But then again nowadays I think wack is in

I don't sweat it no more, I used throw a tantrum

When I seen a wack record on the chart go platinum

But now I see it ain't who you know or who's deffer

It's all on who's behind you to support that record

Comin from the streets of L.A. this ain't a joke

And in Compton brothers gettin smoked over dope

Gangsters standin on the corner waitin to blast

On any sucker they see, yo, with the wrong color rag

That's why i'm recitin this poem showin and flowin

Yo, we got to come together, start growin and growin

Despite the negativity, this life has been goin

Put our minds to work and let the lyrics keep flowin

So keep em flowin

DJ Aladdin

(I'd flow in the Nile)

Grab a pen, take notes, focus on the turntable

Some call him dope, but I call Aladdin fatal

Think he ain't, sucker duck, I think you better start walkin

Yo yo Aladdin, let your fingers do the talkin

( *Aladdin cuts* )

This ain't a mickey mouse theme

You scheme, you're bound to get beat, chief

Run up, punk, and walk away with no teeth

Don't sleep on the W, dope lyrics are mandatory

A young warrior designed to tell the real story

About the Profile, roll the carpet down the aisle

I'm steadily black on black, and I be damned if I smile

Or snuggle, juggle, pop a grin or even chuckle

Step towards the Doub and taste five rugged knuckles

So when I get to flowin, yo, it's nothin but smooth sailin

That's illin out, plus steadily prevailin

And swellin on the top of the hip-hop list

Yo yo, take me for a joke a quick way to get dissed

Boy, the jack of all trades is like the ace of spades

Aladdin cut the record like a brother with a blade

While the W recites on the mic all night

Keep the party in check, but suckers still try to bite

They get upset when they pop a cassette

And hear the Profile bailin in deep deep effect

Yo, we make jams for just about everybody

To let you know this ain't nothin but a party

With history, messages, stories I'm showin

Througout eternity Low Pro will keep em flowin

Now keep em flowin

DJ Aladdin

(I'd flow in the Nile)