| I’m sad to announce that this is the final Flow Session
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| The Flow Session Finale
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| La la la laaa
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| He disagreed when I said I’m better than his favourite MC
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| But then I understood why, because his favourite was me
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| Yo, my flow is 3 hundred levels higher than my old degree
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| So now if you say I’m dope, you’ll be insulting me
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| You still claim you a thug, boy you lie hard
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| I saw them Taylor Swift songs in yo' iPod
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| I don’t need to join you, I got my own clique
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| I’m spitting rhymes at my house, that means I’m homesick
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| If you scared go to church, leave the studio
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| But if you At church and get scared, then where do you go?
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| My writing talents hit crazy extremes
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| You write words that a newborn baby could sing
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| I’m so skilled they wonder «how long can he last?»
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| A baby said a camera caught my child whooping a Nanny’s ass
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| No second shot, it’s over once I perfect a plot
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| What I concoct will make the bar exam look like connect the dots
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| I can’t get over all that garbage that you said, cheek
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| Your style needed changing years ago like ya bed sheets
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| I make it hard for them, hope for tomorrow is slim
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| A loanshark paid me back when I borrowed from him
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| You working hard, but don’t believe you coming closer
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| Rappers wanna see me fall, like when Summer’s over
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| You might doubt, but I’m still running precise routes
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| Took a picture of a lit room and blew the lights out
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| The best and most versatile ever, I’m here to announce
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| My shadow’s gone, I deleted his Twitter account
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| I ain’t the dude rappers come in to see
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| That’s like gettin' a hooker pregnant, they don’t want it with me
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| Kill the stage and get the applause, I do it with no flaws
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| Beat you across the head with these lines, I call 'em crowbars
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| If I could pass my own level I’d be deadly
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| But I keep getting better, so it’s hard for me to catch me
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| I’m prolific, still the worst through the lies
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| Take my ride and I still wouldn’t lose my drive
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| I spit raw, y’all nervous and cautious
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| I got more ghetto lines than the welfare office
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| I make the whole nation jump up in jubilation
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| I get it in real easy, no lubrication (ugh)
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| I had to let the news leak
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| You should have named your album 14 days, cause it was too weak
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| I be saying what I see in the hood, that I’m staying
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| Write my words on your eyes, so you can see what I’m saying
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| Where ya team at? |
| How you building up ya power?
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| When yo' investor only making 8 bucks an hour
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| He won’t buss and he ain’t tryna fight either
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| He got his ass whooped by his woman while he was wearing his wifebeater
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| I know you shot a slug, but I don’t respond to losers
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| You nothing but a lying cheater, and yo' mom’s a cougar
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| I’m a different G, with special delivery
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| Strippers see me in the street and start tippin' me
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| We still at war, while you talk about yo' silly car
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| You ain’t even smart enough to know how dumb you really are
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| You rap about fake weapons and make fake threats
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| Your guns remind me of women’s bra’s, Playtex
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| Your money never been long, homie. |
| That thought’s dead
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| Girl scout cookie bank account, you got short bread
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| I got a jab, and you the one I’m giving it to
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| A woman wouldn’t be caught dead living wit’chu
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| How much would I charge for a paragraph of skill? |
| (How much?)
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| 50 percent of a whole dinner, that’s half a meal
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| Dead end, that’s the hood that I’m gonna ride with (Okay)
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| It makes me wanna throw it up, like a stomach virus
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| You heard a lotta fools spit a rough page
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| But my bars are like report cards in the sky, upgrades
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| Yo' career took a 98 percent drop
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| You a torn achilles rapper, you went pop
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| Slip the mic in my vest and I’ll do the rest
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| I’ll make my mail move forward like a new address
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| They ask me why I gotta put them on my murder list
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| I can’t trust 'em like a surgeon with a nervous twitch
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| Everyday I hear how great I am, honestly
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| 50 compliments a day, and those are just the ones from me
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| You and me head-to-head, that’s a scary picture
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| Your last 3 albums flopped, like Derek Fisher
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| I got the kick of a loaded rifle
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| I wanna keep going, but I’m too tired, like a motorcycle
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| Once again, K-Rino with another volume of Flow Session
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| The Flow Session Finale
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| There will be no more after this one
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| Who will continue the tradition?
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| Who will take it to the next level?
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| Haha, stay tuned and find out
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| Flow Session Finale |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flow Session Finale , by - K Rino. Song from the album Plantation Rebellion, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп