Clams Casino - The Flows (Freestyle) lyrics

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Clams Casino - The Flows (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse]: I was born I was brought I was put, I was sent here To give you some verses, some songs and some music that bends ears Twists your mind, your mood and vision, in ten years I'll be the greatest, the best, the hottest, I'm sincere Look at me, listen and stop what you doin', I need time Not in the pen or the prison or jail, but some me time This is the start, the beginnin', the prequel, you see I'm Givin' emotion and feelin' I'm packin' in each rhyme Touchin' the gangstas, the children, the women and all y'all Bloggers and critics and haters that's wishin' I'm gon' fall Writers and rappers and spitters that listen to all songs Booin' and hissin' and dissin' him, sayin' they all wrong Stupid, you hopin' and prayin' and fiendin', that you get a deal But workin' and grindin' and beastin', is how you get ill And chillin' and watchin' and sleepin' is how you stay still I k**, on any night, I perform like Phil Drummond, Banks, Jackson, all had mills They took care of they fam, I got y'all in my will A superhero like Will Smith, Hanco*k, bang Glocks, maybe you should chill I'm comin', I'm dumbin', I'm buggin' on beats Good Lord, I'm hungry, I'm lookin' for somethin' to eat Would you want a war with a soldier or ignorant beast? Or avoid exposure to blazin' and burnin' in heat? I've been called the The Answer, The Question, The Truth and The Lie I'm the reason you chuckles but yet I make you wanna cry I'm the bar that you measure whenever you finish a rhyme Thinkin', "How would I say this if I were Sha Stimuli?" But you're not, I'm hotter than June, July or August afternoon With no fan or air conditioner in a back room Is like Hell, a cellar, a kitchen, with gas fumes In your lungs, your liver, your system till you can't move I can't lose Y'all don't understand I be tryin' to mess up I shoot with my left hand I ball with my eyes closed or swing south paw Or flow off the top, and damn I'm still strong Your joints bein' comin' out still borin' That's real wrong But tell me, why would you dream, imagine or picture me not poppin'? Deal Or No Deal, I'm really for real, I'm not stoppin' I am the light, the stars the sun, the top option Y'all are just doo, ya dead, ya done, I'm co*k blockin', back up Sorry for cussin'. Hotter than July [Stevie Wonder sample]: Over time, I've building my castle of love Just for two, though you never knew you were my reason