Chief Kamachi - 90's Flow lyrics
[Chief Kamachi - 90's Flow lyrics]
Yeah yeah
C'mon section-8 Egyptian
90’s Flow malah
Welcome to the oasis, the flow gracious
Big ol' chains, and fat laces
UFO rap shit, flying somethin' spacious
But they ain’t ready for that
Back to the basics
Old gem rare book of charms
With the gold trim
Masterpiece, who are you insulting?
4, 000 years ago I started sculpting
They've burned all the libraries down
And killed the Sultan
Light in the world came on
I plugged the volt in clean white cloth
The Priest is here consulting
Three dirty pennies predict they won't win
Two shots lеft but bet I'm going slumped him
Master of mystical war
Look at how I function
Watch how Saturn and Mars makе a conjunction
All black, fuck the police
'Straight Outta Compton'
Back to the Liberty Bell we still stomping
What was your assumption? Ground
Get stomped in
Malah, it's not the jungle you wanna jump in
Kill ya self, better yet in hell sucked in
My voice in the radio box, I'm still pumping
They call me Pop Shango see how the rhyme go
Serpent in the rainbow, invincible ensemble
Deadly combo, lyrical shake conga
City streets bit by the teeth of great mamba
Let the lions loose on the long range entanto
Lives from the African hut look like a condos
Supply all the jewels you wear
At a rhyme show
Came from the Motherland take ’em back pronto
Caught up in the tropical
Storm without a poncho
Your shit deep up ship creek
Is where the comp go
Never gave a fuck about OJ and the Bronco
House nigga hit up, drown in the swamp slow
Looking grim blot, pockets on slim float
Camels fly tin tote, bullet hole Jim Crow
First love in life, murdering a racist
Dozens of black roses covering their faces
Yeah chief Kamachi
Philadelphia juJu Mob
My 90’s flow rise & Rhyme
Yeah rise & Rhyme
Yeah it's the Messiah
C'mon section-8 Egyptian
90’s Flow malah
Welcome to the oasis, the flow gracious
Big ol' chains, and fat laces
UFO rap shit, flying somethin' spacious
But they ain’t ready for that
Back to the basics
Old gem rare book of charms
With the gold trim
Masterpiece, who are you insulting?
4, 000 years ago I started sculpting
They've burned all the libraries down
And killed the Sultan
Light in the world came on
I plugged the volt in clean white cloth
The Priest is here consulting
Three dirty pennies predict they won't win
Two shots lеft but bet I'm going slumped him
Master of mystical war
Look at how I function
Watch how Saturn and Mars makе a conjunction
All black, fuck the police
'Straight Outta Compton'
Back to the Liberty Bell we still stomping
What was your assumption? Ground
Get stomped in
Malah, it's not the jungle you wanna jump in
Kill ya self, better yet in hell sucked in
My voice in the radio box, I'm still pumping
They call me Pop Shango see how the rhyme go
Serpent in the rainbow, invincible ensemble
Deadly combo, lyrical shake conga
City streets bit by the teeth of great mamba
Let the lions loose on the long range entanto
Lives from the African hut look like a condos
Supply all the jewels you wear
At a rhyme show
Came from the Motherland take ’em back pronto
Caught up in the tropical
Storm without a poncho
Your shit deep up ship creek
Is where the comp go
Never gave a fuck about OJ and the Bronco
House nigga hit up, drown in the swamp slow
Looking grim blot, pockets on slim float
Camels fly tin tote, bullet hole Jim Crow
First love in life, murdering a racist
Dozens of black roses covering their faces
Yeah chief Kamachi
Philadelphia juJu Mob
My 90’s flow rise & Rhyme
Yeah rise & Rhyme
Yeah it's the Messiah