Fakts One - The Flow lyrics

[Intro: Akrobatik] Aight, now (Yeah, y'all). All y'all, y'all gotta come up (Yeah, y'all) to the front now. This... this open mic but it ain't no bullsh** (Yeah, y'all). Yo, y'all gotta come up to the front of the stage (Yeah, y'all). Know'm saying? Like... yup, you too, you (Yeah). You in the skirt, it's good to, good to see (Yeah, y'all) honey in a skirt and so... Come on. Come up to the front (Yeah, y'all). We're gonna do it like this (Yeah, y'all). Akrobatik, aight? Yo. Check it. Come on. Uh. Uh (What?). Let me see some hands, y'all. What's the deal? [Verse 1: Akrobatik] Spontaneous combustion. Always keep my movements turbo-thrusting Showed up on the scene trailed by gale force winds gusting Busting through obstructions with percussion like a wrecking ball Brothers running game but, to be honest, I ain't checking y'all Psycho fans prepared to answer my every beck and call But I don't abuse the privilege This raw, underground, gritty MC lifestyle, I'm living it Last will and testament? I ain't never giving it (Why?) Why? ‘Cause what I touch remains infinite Cremate my material items, perpetuate your soul by sniffing it I'll make a Rhodes scholar sound illiterate My soul is old, rhymes dirty, born illegitimate My sh** received five mics before I submitted it If it didn't, it's because the reviewer was inconsiderate Probably got his head up some R&B a** But it don't matter though. Ain't nobody scarring me last I drop the fat sh**, everybody bounce to this Fakts sh** Wrote the cla**ic rhyme and chose the fat beat to match it Lightning-quick sk**—Garciaparra couldn't catch it I hate it when MCs wear mascara and they a** switch I got the matches and my fingers on the gas switch Now, only Ak remains top draft pick Create a female MC from my rib And start a new breed of rappers to freak the ad lib Word [Hook: Samples with Fakts One Scratches] (x2) "Akrobatik always blowing the spot" - Akrobatik on Mr. Lif ft. Akrobatik's “Inhuman Capabilities” [Verse 2: Akrobatik] On the mic, I shine like lightning bolts flashing Rip it with a pa**ion. Foes I'm smashing Ashing out the spliff and get right down to biz MCs all stuck—they failed the pop quiz How you measure who the n***a reigning at the top is? Platinum plaques or well-crafted business? Witnesses across the nation vouch for Ak While you digging in your couch for crack, I attack (What?) Smack raps out the park like Mark McGwire The crowd needs igniting—let Ak spark the fire I be the raw supplier of the pure uncut. Son, what? I'm stingy like busting one nut We're funding missile launchers while ignoring the schools But there's war in the schools, but we're led by the fools And that leads to ignorant rappers who smoke ooze And get ripped by Ak ‘cause they don't know the rules Drop j**els frequently at various frequencies Recently, MCs have been ignoring common decency But now we gon' see how that go And when you see Ak, be prepared for the flow [Outro: Akrobatik] Aight? I'm on the mic sh**. This some real sh**, yo. It's Akrobatik, y'all. Boston, Ma**achusetts. Who's up next? Who's up next? Who want the mic next? Where... where'd all the MCs go? Where... yo. No... nobody wanna touch this? It's hot though. Aight? Hehehehe