Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mr. Slow Flow, artist - Dilated Peoples. Date of issue: 30.07.2007
Song language: English
Mr. Slow Flow |
| Yeah. |
| PMD, E-V |
| Mr. Evidence. |
| Aiyyo |
| From out the dark, a voice that you heard before |
| Not one to sell out, how did I remain this raw? |
| Cause my style’s rugged, step past you amateurs |
| You little peons, you wanna aim at P? |
| I aim at y’all |
| Get real, you know P, put the «B» in ball |
| I did it to death, back agin, you stuck in the store |
| C’mon, what’s ya rap handle? |
| Gimme a sec |
| Lemme think… nah! |
| Never heard of y’all |
| You on your grind? |
| You better grind some more |
| Check it, you on your hustle? |
| You better hustle some more |
| I flex a rhyme on a rapper, then proceed to wreck |
| By breakin this mic in half, then put him in the yolk and snap his neck |
| When five-oh rolls, they say what’s the M. O |
| Another rapper was hit, by Mr. Slow Flow |
| So who these dudes messin up? |
| Show 'em the door |
| If you ain’t spittin hardcore, then say no more |
| «So much to say but I still flow slow» |
| Uh, code name E-V, rappin fanatic (yea!) |
| '07 Slow Flow, blackout addict |
| Record mode, set the EQ to Dolby |
| Low-key? |
| Nah, with PMD they can’t hold me |
| All these sirens they drop on these songs are false alarms |
| I’m the perfect storm after the calm |
| Only few things for sure like my maker I’ma meet |
| And in my life I’ma eat ten spiders while I sleep (hahaha) |
| I mean, the game’s fucked for starters |
| Radio’s week (y'know?), we buyin music at Starbucks (wow) |
| We live lies but tryin to see heaven |
| Denial, no plane ever hit Trade Center 7 (Think about it) |
| Learned from vets and they ain’t war heroes |
| They blue collar, drive in +Taxis+ like Deniro |
| Right now I’m on my J-O, issue payroll |
| Six figures, tryin to add another zero |
| (Watch it!) |
| I used to be Ice-T «Reckless» (RECKLESS) |
| Wildin out until 3, then eat breakfast |
| Mid-City's finest, dreams precious |
| Hustle 'til I’m breathless (outta control!) |
| They say, «Rakka, ease off the clutch and drive slow» |
| Rev pumps the brakes, I accelerate a live show (Go!) |
| The race is fair and square, the tortoise and hare |
| I don’t just smoke trees, I put a forest in the air |
| I swing swords of steel, I’m hard to kill |
| Blessed with skill, never ever stress a deal (NO!) |
| Bringin big business corporate checks in still |
| +Strictly Business+ +Never Personal+ catchin feelings |
| The fame that brought dollars, the dollars that bought fame |
| +The Release Party+ celebrates the breaking of chains |
| Hip-hop to the WORLD from black and brown areas |
| I flow slow but CRACK them sound barriers |
| Mr. Slow Flow |
| When five-oh roll, they say what’s the M. O |
| Another rapper was hit, by Mr. Slow Flow |
| «By Mr. Slow Flow» |
| That’s what they call me this year |