Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Goat Flow, artist - LowKey. Album song Soundtrack to the Struggle 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.04.2019
Record label: Mesopotamia
Song language: English
Goat Flow |
| It’s time for that fire in the booth |
| This guy’s gonna show you what time it is right now |
| He’s gonna school you man |
| This is what you call a hip hop MC |
| Lowkey man, show 'em what you’re about brother |
| I’m the mic breaker, life changer |
| Sight shaper, rhyme maker, fire flames facer |
| Fight fakers with a lightsaber |
| Show ripper, flow spitter |
| Tone dimmer, known sinner |
| Phone ringer, poem liver |
| Cooker of his own dinner |
| Trend setter, bench pressin' |
| Fence sitting, bed wetters |
| Ten letter sender, I’m the ender of a vendetta |
| Track smasher, fact packer |
| Catnapper, dapper rapper |
| Dash a pack, cameras with a knack at catchin' backstabbers |
| Laugh at a troll, bars never slow |
| Mastered the art I’m marching them home |
| Darker than coal, carvin' a hole |
| Carcass garden a part for the crows |
| Smarter than most |
| Target the host |
| As far as an artist you aren’t gonna blow |
| Marketable, far from it bro |
| Bar for bar, Vietnam in the flow |
| Napalmin' them all, calmin' and cool |
| No arsenal, I’m czarsin' ‘em all |
| You’re farcical, with your bars I’ma haul |
| Bar for bar you can’t ever do |
| If you’re writing is crap |
| Hide in your pad |
| This type of rap, this priceless fact |
| My line of attack, it’s Tyson with that |
| If you try with a titan, we’re windin' it back |
| I’m the mic breaker, life changer |
| Sight shaper, rhyme maker, fire flames facer |
| Fight fakers with a lightsaber |
| Show ripper, flow spitter |
| Tone dimmer, known sinner |
| Phone ringer, poem liver |
| Cooker of his own dinner |
| Trend setter, bench pressin' |
| Fence sitting, bed wetters |
| Ten letter sender I’m the ender of a vendetta |
| Track smasher, fact packer |
| Catnapper, dapper rapper |
| Dash a pack, cameras with a knack at catchin' backstabbers |
| Laugh at a troll, bars never slow |
| Mastered the art I’m marching them home |
| Darker than coal, carvin' a hole |
| Carcass garden a part for the crows |
| Smarter than most |
| Target the host |
| As far as an artist you aren’t gonna blow |
| Marketable, far from it bro |
| Bar for bar, Vietnam in the flow |
| Napalmin' them all, calmin' and cool |
| No arsenal, I’m czarsin' ‘em all |
| You’re farcical, with your bars I’ma haul |
| Bar for bar you can’t ever do |
| If you’re writing is crap |
| Hide in your pad |
| This type of rap, this priceless fact |
| My line of attack, it’s Tyson with that |
| If you try with a titan I’m windin' it back |
| Kill 'em with the sick flow, drill ‘em with the info bid a silly billy bye bye |
| Skippin' from the intro illy wanna split flow, pity your committee why try |
| Kids and his kin folk busy with the single, really livin' in zeitgeist |
| Ready with the impulse, hit him with the plimsoll sin if you criticise I |
| Sick as I was, switchin' ‘em off |
| Skip like criss cross, hit to the rock |
| Slip to the lot, kid to the rock |
| Flipped like a pissed off wizard of oz |
| Does radio play me though, maybe bro |
| Flames we throw, need more C4 to make me blow |
| I’m back with the G.O.A.T flow |
| Man like Lowkey in the building |
| Oi you’re a savage bro |
| Oi first time you come in and kill the alphabet |
| Now just to take the micky, you come in and kill it backwards (wow) |
| I feel like I’ve just been to university 5 years |
| I learnt a lot more than I learnt in the last 10 |
| Sheesh |
| Bannin' this but comin' back to batter it like Kaepernick |
| Passionate without a tick, a man that lives his manuscript |
| Establish it, no glamour glitz |
| It’s manic man, it’s chappin' blitz |
| Fall victim to your eyes, like 21 savage did |
| Step right through, website due |
| Hit ‘em with left right set white smooth |
| with bed side blues |
| Killin' my city with the headline views |
| Red sky zoom, threat like doom |
| Visionin' left like ten times two |
| Wet try youts, test my tunes |
| Next rhymes left that dead white yout |
| Tick tack toe, mix match flow |
| Hit back quick snap, kit kat blow |
| Spit my quotes, rep that show |
| Did that impact, lived that bro |
| Come back king, tongue Gatling |
| Lower the floor like pump action |
| That’s my ting, and the thump action |
| My scolded soldier like his mum stamped in |
| Merciless merchant merkin' the mic |
| Worst of the wise with the words that I write |
| Hurdle the herds when I hurt all types |
| Learnt from lies, immersed in the hype |
| Pop and the people do not believe you |
| Watch where these monsters want to lead you |
| Nonsense they feed you rocks and needles |
| Mobsters doctor evil |
| You lackadaisical, tax, tame your fool raps are lame so fall back |
| Batter your basic thoughts, snap your frame from door |
| Back to change those facts |
| Man a capable, tracks available |
| Stats are paid in full that’s |
| Perhaps the label’s fault, rap your way to court |
| Platinum chain your boy snatched |
| Sick as I was, switchin' em off |
| Skip like criss cross, hit to the rock |
| Slip to the lot, kid to the rock |
| Flipped like a pissed off wizard of oz |
| Does radio play me though, maybe bro |
| Flames we throw, need more C4 to make me blow |
| I’m back with the G.O.A.T flow |
| Oh my god, oh my god |
| I can’t even believe what I just witnessed right there |
| Was that for real? |
| That’s recording innit? |
| Is that live? |
| Oh my god |
| Come on man |
| ‘Nuff love brother |
| For the first time in 6 weeks on my show, im speechless |