Rock Co.Kane Flow (feat. MF Doom) (Explicit)

Rock Co.Kane Flow - De La Soul

Up in them five-star tellies sayin two mic rhymes

Be them average MC's of the times

Unlike them we craft gems

So systematically inclined to pen lines

Without sayin the producer's name all over the track

Yeah I said it What you need to do is get back

To reading credits we them medics

Alphabetically stuck on that English ****

Now quick now before we pour that

Sureshot pure Rock Co Kane Flow

From the top of the key the 3 Villain

Been on in the game as long as you can wheelie your Schwinn

Turn the corner spinnin bust that a** and get up

Dust off the mask whoever laugh give him a head up

He got jumped it pumped his adrenaline

He said it made him tougher than a bump of raw medicine

To write all night long the hourglass is still slow

Flow from Hellborn to free power like Lilco

And still owe bills pay dues forever

Slay you when it comes to who's more cleverer

Used to wore a leather goose V with the fur collar

Hand charged a fee for loose leaf words for dollar

Ya heard Holla broad or dude we need food

Eat your team for sure the streets sure seem rude

For fam like the Partridges pardon him for the mix-up

Battle for your Atari cartridges or put your kicks up

It's a stick up

Now put your blix up these Rid**** Bowe cuts

Is swoll like penile flicks give 'em 20

The danger in his eyes'll let you know he's a brawler

Bring your tallest champs like that much taller

Ten pounds heavier one step ahead of it

Vocab stamina style's all irrelevant

Camps and cliques units squad crews and clans

Even your tongues'll **** around and leave your mouth

Doom brung that bum there goes that news van again

Act like you knew like Toucan Sam an' 'em

He eat rappers like part of a complete breakfast

Your rhymes ain't worth the weight of they cheap necklace

String 'em up bring 'em up under whack junk snack

And get that out your hand punk jump and get your dunk smacked

Foul we all know the rules bro

You slow you blow the soup on your fools his Impulse like Yugo

You go lights camera action with no makeup

We De La to the death or at least until we break up

Here's a couple of nice guys who finished first

So nice try but the prize is ours dispersed

They say the good die young so I added some

Bad-a** to my flavor to prolong my life over the drum

Everyone cools off from bein hot

It's about if you can handle bein cold or not

And we was told to hop on no one's **** by Prince Paul

We stayed original ever since y'all

First to do a lot of things in the game but the last to say it

No need to place it on a scale to weigh it

And don't do it for the plays or to raise the bar

Yet it's raised anyway it's so amazing are

The three L I brothers from a other way of thinkin

Hey your lady's winkin I think you need to control that *****

Or I'll have to hold that

The elements are airborne I smell the success

Yo let's cookie cut the **** and get the gingerbread man

Sacrifice mics and push *** to these rappers

Puff ponies 'til I turn blue in the lips

Sippin broads like 7-Up ahh so refreshing

I finger pop these verses like first dates to birthdates

September 2-1 1-9 6-8

Too old to rhyme Too bad too late