| Filling the mold, killing a bowl by drilling a hole well in a skull
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| And blow torch your asshole when it’s freezing cold
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| Stage a raid, invade with a blade, made a killer spade
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| Still I sprayed and slayed your crusade
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| Witness a mercenary vocalist high jacker
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| Attacker of a weapon packer, voluntary mind cracker
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| Scandalous venomous lyrical freak play-by-play analyst
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| Psychological stable staged panelist
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| Ran a list of every women and man it be, demanding me
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| Handing me mental methods that fuck with my sanity
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| The murderous parasitic avalanche thought are harder than froze water
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| Our side, kicking the hoes the first quarter
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| Lyrical ghost arisen, my brain trapped in a prison
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| Conjured a vision of a verbal mack truck collision
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| Truth and veracity, never diss
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| None have outlasted me, 2000 cubic foot brain capacity
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| Mastery advanced terminology, geology
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| It’s quantum leap biology, all that shit follows me
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| Swallows me up mentally burning me, internally shooting and fiending
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| Proceeding, tongue bleeds for eternity
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| Massacre whacker vernacular, quick
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| I’m articulate smack the shit out a vic with hard ass boots I kick you with
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| Domination, every station’s facing incarceration
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| The posters are paces of lethal cyanide inhalation
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| Causing ragged enemies attack and I catch it
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| Lyrical lifejacket, terrible acrobatic knife hatchet
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| Running past, I slapped a brother who jocks us or knocks us
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| Unmask his ass like Mil Máscaras
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| (Hook 2X)
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| Ten in row, twenty in a row
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| Thirty in row, forty in a row
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| 'Ultimate Flow'
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| Systematically translating South Park sounds
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| You ain’t down with the sound then you drown underground
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| Radical dramatic attic acrobatic contortionist
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| Stomping, enforcing this fist cause I’m a larcenist arsonist
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| Brain patterns posses manipulation of medicine
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| Mental multiplication, universal expansion
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| The verbally volatile, viscous voice irresistible
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| Super vigorous villain, vocal invades you invisible
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| Just me in a barroom, I’m Steven Seagal
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| I get even with y’all, talk shit, now he’s not breathing at all
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| Dedication to victims of a rougher nation
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| Suicidal somersault, psychological suffocation
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| Thoughts pathetic, yours hypothetically theoretic
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| Persistent pressure pumps, bring a personal paramedic
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| Decipher the script of this hieroglyphic hypnotist
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| Jealous motherfucker hit my face and it ripped his fist
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| Equivalent to a brass knuckle brick storm
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| Bullet fighting bee swarm, verbal Vietnam bomb
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| Bone breaker of lyrics, paralyzing and crushing it
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| Mentally perform brain surgery without touching them, yo
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| (Hook 3X)
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| Ten in row, twenty in a row
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| Thirty in row, forty in a row
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| 'Ultimate Flow' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ultimate Flow , by - K Rino. Song from the album Stories From The Black Book, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп