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The Scotch-Irish Viking

Abstract Inspirational Others

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The Scotch-Irish Viking

Abstract Inspirational Others

Here I Go... Feel The Flow

Here I Go... Feel The Flow

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I shall begin to blow minds

with my timing, my rhyming,

a sign that we're in the end

times, all these mimes

are pretending, that life is

not ending, and bending

the laws that confine and

devide, when inside me,

you'll see, that my pure

energy is the seed of the

the One that is greater than me.


Now I can see it is my enemy, that's

the knee to my Qi and the goodness

in me, you should flee if your smart,

like a dart, please depart, as I start

on your heart, It's the art of the quill,

'cause I'll always be ill, it's a part of

the thrill, I go in for the kill, I use skill

filling words that will spill in your face.


Here I go, go, go.

Feel the flow, flow, flow.

Don't make me stub my toe

because you movin' so slo.

Here I go, go, go.

Pay attention to the flow.

You're bound to be my enemy

when that's all that you know.


Some of theses rappers are such a

disgrace. I'll put them in their place, try to

keep up the pace, it's a race we all face

and the taste is the paste from the waste

of your breath and the stench from

your death that you spew from your

mouth, as your decadent lyrics just

keep coming out, as you shout about

pimpin', you're trippin', you know

it's the industry that caught you all

slippin'. Keep dippin' and flippin' 

your switches, you're riches are just

as worthless as Hollywood witches.


You rap about bitches, and homies in

ditches, the hit-list is made up by big

movie dip shits, The act your displayin'

and what you're portrayin', you're

feignin' a lifestyle, that gets us killed

day in and day out, can't rap without,

sayin', your sexual parts swayin',

as you brag and taut brayin' like a

jackass that's playin' with your head in

the clouds just like a balloon.


You're a Bafoon! It's your doom.

I accept your battle, I'll see you at noon.

You keepin' it real, you look like

a cartoon.

You're gonna see how it feels,

'Cause I'm like a monsoon.

I'm not like you. I'm version 2.0

Now stand back and let this white boy

blow.

Soon, you're all gonna finally see.

Introducing, the one and the only me.

When I get done, even Dre will agree.

I'm about to go down in rap history.


I can spit like the best of em.

There ain't gonna be nothing left of em.

Stretch my breath to the maximum.

Won't stop until I'm impressin' em.


Undressin' their mannequin's with my skill.

Won't fall for no shenanigans,

let's make a deal.

Not that many can stand against a man

that is so real.

If I just got the chance, I know a

show that I could steal.


Here I go, go, go.

Feel the flow, flow, flow.

Don't make me stub my toe

because you movin' so slo.

Here I go, go, go.

Pay attention to the flow.

You're bound to be my enemy

when that's all that you know.


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