Slow Flow (Explicit)

Song: Slow Flow

Artist: Busta Rhymes

Lyrics: Busta Rhymes & Ol’ Dirty Bastard

Composed: Nottz

But you won't let me love you

I wanna do more smooth rhymes and shit, man

Know what I'm sayin'? I don't know them shits

Yeah

Come on

This that shit, oh, shit

That's that Wu-Tang shit, my nigga

Check it, yo, this to all them fuckin' MC's out there in the world

That think they can fuck with Ol' Dirty Bastard

You know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, come on, come on

What? What? What? What?

What? What? What? What?

What? What? What? What? (Yo)

I'm here to shock your dome piece real quick (Yo, yo)

Know what I'm sayin'? (Yo, check)

Shit get cataclysmic how I mastered the wicked division of spittin' Nigga, past what you wishin'

It's super surpassing your vision in whatever you thinking of course

Bags are sickening, make 'em gag when I'm shittin' type of flow

See, the fact is I'm back and I'm stackin' 'em up

How I'm heatin' thе planet, niggas be callin' me solar maximum

So еffortless in how I'm attackin' 'em

Even when I'm restin', I'm Black and niggas see the results and next count them

Like checkin' the pulse of a corpse when I show 'em no reaction

Ignoring you, nigga (You borin' me, nigga)

Back to stacking this paper exactly, the lyrical impact is so literal

Criminal (Priceless), as in every valuable mineral

Super subliminal, becomin' the future like digital data

Pivotal moments, shit get critical, haters

See what I make the DJ do to the fader, rest in peace to Roc Raida

Body niggas now or later, traumatically major

Dramatically cater to niggas that want it and eat it

And live it and fart it just to open they vein and bleed it

I superseded the situation every time it's hard to defeat it

The unstoppable, you need it

Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the flow

If I move too quick, oh, ya just won't know

Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the flow

If I move too quick, oh, ya just won't know

Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name

My hip hop drops on your head like rain

And when it rains, it pours 'cause my rhymes hardcore

That's why I give you more of the raw (Yo, yo)

The tables is turnin', I'm enjoying just burning you niggas

And schooling and tutoring and learning you niggas

So peep the way that I come and weed 'em out beyond a reasonable doubt

I ain't rushin', I'm taking the scenic route

On my paper trail to unveil and just derail all irrelevant traffic

And clear the lane and deliver that Illmatic

While keepin' you hyper and keep you ecstatic while I'm bringin' shit harder

Especially when it's dark, I'm a midnight marauder

Now, baby, bye little bitch, hope you know I'm ready to die as the best

Appreciatin' this nigga life after death

But in the meantime, while I poison you niggas with the heat for the blocks

Scratchin' and fiendin', needing a detox

While you screaming, I'm shining, gleamin' and cleaning up the game in a mink

While I give you what's only built for Cuban link, niggas

Incredible Hulk's America's most wanted

Hole in the fort, documented report in the war report

Givin' you the crack, nigga, new jacks

They need that Carter V for the niggas that got appetites bigger than dinosaurs

Like, every time I spit, I get rid of a few

This is Extinction Level Event 2

Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the flow

If I move too quick, oh, ya just won't know

Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the flow

If I move too quick, oh, ya just won't know

Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name

My hip hop drops on your head like rain

And when it rains, it pours 'cause my rhymes hardcore

That's why I give you more of the raw