Floe – C-Rayz Walz – letras

We did it y’all, RavipopsI’m here, emphatically yesDefinitive Jux, RavipopsLadies and gentlemenWe got C-Rayz Walz and a million fans in the house tonightHe just came off tourReppin for his 25th singleSee « Ravipops – The Substance »He gon’ show you how he get down[C-Rayz Walz]Yo, I put the pace down, recognize my fate nowI’m ILL, still freakin skills like H-TownI disgrace clowns who make frownsSmile in your face but hate and deliver fake poundsI’m a animal, in a cannibal sectorWith chicks that give you brains like Hannibal LectorPeep logic – there’s nothin you can do to stop thisYou have a better chance catchin bullets with chopsticks (WAHH!)Wait for the avalance – then you’ll get downSpit rounds, my sitcom’s a full clip nowMurder shows, practiced and unrehearsed, dead on pointLike a convertible cactus hearseIt’s mucus fluid, when I spit exclusive musicI believe in dirt, SO I DO IT STUPIDI move units, like {?} and white roseMy freestyle’s ill – I’M DOPE WHEN I WRITE FLOWSPut the sun in your face, make you walk a tightrope – and poseI can’t just rhyme, I can flowF-f-flow, flow f-flow, f-f-flow, flow[C-Rayz Walz]I do somersaults with Silly Sally in Silicone AlleyRoll red carpets in darkness through Death Valleyand receive love (love) like LarryI’m flowin black – it’s September? Goin back to CaliTo drink booze in the House of BluesDoin the JAMES, in Elvis Presley shoesFrom the belly of BK, where the drama’s atAll the way to Saudi Arabia – where the llamas atTrapped in central bookings – for a chronic sackFeelin worse; I’m really here, for killin a verseHomicide comes to ask « Who did it? »I step to the next +Iron Galaxy+ like astral physicsI’m spiked with no sugar, natural imageThirst is nothin, burst you for frontin at the scrimmageVampires suck, you stuck once bittenOff the head I’m fed, my freestyle eats my writtenI need that dollar like Chris Rock – just kiddinI’m down to earth like sunlight, and alien visitsIn the club with {?}, guzzlin waterTrainin my daughter to be a soldier, I taught herto put six in your chest – like Julius EarvingControllin the cypher, you foolishly swervinI deserve to glow and now you knowAIYYO, I can’t just rhyme, I can flowFlow flow, flow {*repeat 3X*}Flow…