Crooked I - Machine Gun Rap Flow lyrics

[INTRO] Yeah, DJ Far, you know what it is it's your boi Crooked I, let me holla' at you one time man. Machine gun rap flow. Can I translate that to my goons. Tommy gun spit. This my new sh**. Treacherous a brand you can trust. Treacherous a brand you can trust. One-Deuce, ya, go get ‘em [Verse 1: One-2] See a n***a ‘mergin through the mist You ain't never seen an emcee as true as this Verbal one-eighty seven, murdering beats Disturbing the peace like Ludacris I stay fly like stewardess Untouchable my flows outta reach Profound and deep, it sounds unique Put the clouds to sleep, have you counting sheep The weak get no serenity, when I spit this venom my enemies Get trapped and get clacked like Kennedy, with no remedy Rap supernatural entity, mentally advanced, we expand like centipedes But we ain't called and we hauling a** Balling trying to stall and revolve this blast Cause heart attacks, but when all these tracks Stay all fresh like clothes in the laundry mat Pimp, player, OG, ya I'm all of that They thought the west was dead but we brought it back Like defibrillators, we got everybody shocked Inattentive navigator, when I pull up at the spot Hopin' out with the necklace glowin' So much ice you would think it's snowin' I'm a thug you were b**hing, catch slugs if you snitchin' It's like monsters, end of the club for the kitchen Streets are waiting they're the ??? that comes itchin' For some of that real sh**, kids love how I'm spitting this different Above average, One's just savage Grabbing the mic, and letting these punks have it Raw from my aura to my core Got it in the back like groceries at the store Keeping it real while most of these rappers are fake Cause they don't ??? for soldiers like the Corps Hit ‘em with the 4-5 hit, close minded Get your prize, like clotheslines from ??? It's time for a knife if you ever try to ride of a friend of mine I'm ready to die, stay steadily high Post it up on the block, kids walk the street Watching each second go by, some waste their lives Others like me, dominate and rise ‘Cause One is a fighter, stunt like a biker Get the crowd hyper These rappers are raw for this sh** like a diaper The type to, rip my spit like a viper Fake emcees stay in the back row They stole rap but we taking it back yo Automatic machine gun rap flow Stack dough, illegal income and Castro Do whatever for cheddar with a Beretta Head of the rest, representing treacherous I can see it in their face that they hate it I'm bout to be the first Caucasian that made it [OUTRO] With this machine gun rap flow Machine gun brah brah Machine gun rap flow This is machine gun rap Machine gun rap flow Machine gun ratatat Machine gun rap flow This is machine gun rap, expand, One-Deuce, I'm a western conference all-star baby