PMD - Mr. Slow Flow (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: PMD] Yeah.. PMD, E-V Mr. Evidence.. Aiyyo [PMD] From out the dark, a voice that you heard before Not one to sell out, how did I remain this raw? Cause my style's rugged, step past you amateurs You little peons, you wanna aim at P? I aim at y'all Get real, you know P, put the "B" in ball I did it to d**h, back agin, you stuck in the store C'mon, what's ya rap handle? Gimme a sec Lemme think... nah! Never heard of y'all You on your grind? You better grind some more Check it, you on your hustle? You better hustle some more I flex a rhyme on a rapper, then proceed to wreck By breakin this mic in half, then put him in the yolk and snap his neck When five-oh rolls, they say what's the M.O Another rapper was hit, by Mr. Slow Flow So who these dudes messin up? Show 'em the door If you ain't spittin hardcore, then say no more [Chorus: cuts by DJ Revolution] "So much to say but I still flow slow" [Evidence] Uh, code name E-V, rappin fanatic (yea!) '07 Slow Flow, blackout addict Record mode, set the EQ to Dolby Low-key? Nah, with PMD they can't hold me All these sirens they drop on these songs are false alarms I'm the perfect storm after the calm Only few things for sure like my maker I'ma meet And in my life I'ma eat ten spiders while I sleep (hahaha) I mean, the game's f**ed for starters Radio's week (y'know?), we buyin music at Starbucks (wow) We live lies but tryin to see heaven Denial, no plane ever hit Trade Center 7 (Think about it) Learned from vets and they ain't war heroes They blue collar, drive in +Taxis+ like Deniro Right now I'm on my J-O, issue payroll Six figures, tryin to add another zero [Chorus] [Rakka Iriscience] (Watch it!) I used to be Ice-T "Reckless" (RECKLESS) Wildin out until 3, then eat breakfast Mid-City's finest, dreams precious Hustle 'til I'm breathless (outta control!) They say, "Rakka, ease off the clutch and drive slow" Rev pumps the brakes, I accelerate a live show (Go!) The race is fair and square, the tortoise and hare I don't just smoke trees, I put a forest in the air I swing swords of steel, I'm hard to k** Blessed with sk**, never ever stress a deal (NO!) Bringin big business corporate checks in still +Strictly Business+ +Never Personal+ catchin feelings The fame that brought dollars, the dollars that bought fame +The Release Party+ celebrates the breaking of chains Hip-hop to the WORLD from black and brown areas I flow slow but CRACK them sound barriers Mr. Slow Flow [Chorus] [PMD] When five-oh roll, they say what's the M.O Another rapper was hit, by Mr. Slow Flow "By Mr. Slow Flow" {*scratched*} [Ev] That's what they call me this year