| Uhh, uhh
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| Violator, rock on, rock on
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| Showbiz, Showbiz, rock on, rock on
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| C.J., C.J., rock on, rock on
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| Lord Finesse, Lord Finesse, rock on, rock on
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| Normski, Normski, rock on, rock on
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| K. Terroribul, K. Terroribul, rock on, rock on
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| Worldwide, worldwide, rock on, rock on
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| Uhh.
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| I’m elevatin to new heights draped in butter leathers and new Nikes
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| Niggas who blew fights I knock 'em out with two rights
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| I’m too bright, for you weak individuals
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| And my residuals, and me, are indivisible
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| What the deal, baby, do what you feel
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| My mass appeal attracts, nothin but the real
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| Word to Neal, sometimes I just can’t call it
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| I flush your half-ass rhyme straight down the toilet
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| For what it’s worth, I toss my rhymes like a Nerf
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| You can, witness the birth when my shit hits the earth
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| Apocalyptic, when I bless the mic and kick it
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| To be specific, label this here teriffic
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| Cause I rip shows with quick flows of styles
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| And mesmerize the crowd
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| I see smiles across the faces, when I spit my game
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| Yours truly don’t forget my name, now
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| Mark Lo, Mark Lo, rock on, rock on
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| Red Devil, Red Devil, rock on, rock on
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| Wiz One, Wiz One, rock on, rock on
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| Latee, Latee, rock on, rock on
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| R.B., R.B., rock on, rock on
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| Jazzy Jay, Jazzy Jay, rock on, rock on
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| Connivin Ivan, Connivin Ivan, rock on, rock on
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| Def Squad, Def Squad, rock on, rock on
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| It’s the dough toe to toe, you’re dancin with the best
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| The niggas that’ll pull your wig off like Fred did to Esther
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| But I suggest ya, look alive or duck and dive
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| Cause when I rhyme uh, I got no time to shuck and jive
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| Listen, everything that I do’s original
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| Never bit a style cause my man that shit is foul
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| Now, I’ma bless you, bust a blood vessel
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| Not unless you had to have that shit I called today’s special
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| I guess you, thought I couldn’t rock
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| But son my rhyme is deadly like the swine
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| You find in Jell-o puddin pops
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| While, other MC’s talk about they pullin Glocks
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| Out my, pocket I be pullin motherfuckin knots
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| I got the, flow to blow like gas leaks
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| Runnin MC’s through the streets butt-ass naked
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| With reflectors on they ass cheeks
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| Last week I made an MC haul ass — why?
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| Cause he didn’t check the fuckin forecase
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| Fat Joe, Fat Joe, rock on, rock on
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| Buckwild, Buckwild, rock on, rock on
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| A.G., A.G., rock on, rock on
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| Pete Rock, Pete Rock, rock on, rock on
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| Ghostface, Ghostface, rock on, rock on
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| Sadat X, Sadat X, rock on, rock on
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| Moe G, Moe G, rock on, rock on
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| Big L, Big L, rock on, rock on |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flowin' , by - Diamond D. Song from the album Hatred, Passions and Infidelity, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп