Evidence - Mr. Slow Flow lyrics
[Evidence - Mr. Slow Flow lyrics]
Step it up hear me, feel the funk, yeah
I just smoked a whole eighth in a spliff
Some call that a problem but I call it a gift
Hit the clutch then I start to shift
Turn it up - light my
Dutch then start to drift
Lost Angel, Westside rider
The official, four oh-five Friday
Sound provider
Underground hitman, hard to hire
Unsigned death threats written in typewriters
Poetic, I'm that type of writer
Got that "Don't call me
I'll call you" type of fire
Fake it 'til you make it
You're such a good liar
Headliners used to not make the flyer
Four oh-one K, and I don't mean retire
Chase loops, still war all day, I'm in denial
Peace ain't the word to play - it's violence
I ain't have shit good to say
So here's silence
I slow flows y'all to death
Yeah, don't stress, emotions rest
'Til they wanna see my best
As good as it gets
Don't hold weak cards, don't hold regrets
Players, don't change past the
Seventh inning stretch
Learned from vets and they ain't pet doctors
They the type they arrest in "Clockers"
We sellin out these operas
And don't mean sing
I mean opera house stage we rockin
C-A, all day
Reppin it, party time, excellent
It's perfection kid, I'm not affectionate
That's what my last girl said
Too much estrogen
(I'm in trouble) yeah, that ain't PC
But sometimes that ain't E-V
(what can I do) I just feel that way
Right now I'm on my J-O, issue payroll
Speak in codes, 'til we reach another day
Ay light another one man'!
I used to be Ice T "Reckless" (RECKLESS)
Wild out like I'd never see breakfast
Nightmares, tie in dreamcatchers
Tryin to run breathless, outta control
I don't give orders, I make suggestions
Then walk away! I've learned my lessons
(Ev have patience)
It's simple, they neglect it
They win at chess, still lose at checkers
That ain't weakness, it's a death wish
Choke 'em out another off the checklist
I came too far not to be respected
And drove too far to hear
They closed the guestlist
(You gotta be kiddin me) A new
Rain out the smokin bar
Umbrellas up, these cats are dogs
And just because it barely ever hails in LA
They say I can't reign the
Game and hail from LA? They crazy!
When five oh roll, they say what's the MO
Another rapper was hit, by Mr slow Flow
"By Mr slow Flow" scratched
I just smoked a whole eighth in a spliff
Some call that a problem but I call it a gift
Hit the clutch then I start to shift
Turn it up - light my
Dutch then start to drift
Lost Angel, Westside rider
The official, four oh-five Friday
Sound provider
Underground hitman, hard to hire
Unsigned death threats written in typewriters
Poetic, I'm that type of writer
Got that "Don't call me
I'll call you" type of fire
Fake it 'til you make it
You're such a good liar
Headliners used to not make the flyer
Four oh-one K, and I don't mean retire
Chase loops, still war all day, I'm in denial
Peace ain't the word to play - it's violence
I ain't have shit good to say
So here's silence
I slow flows y'all to death
Yeah, don't stress, emotions rest
'Til they wanna see my best
As good as it gets
Don't hold weak cards, don't hold regrets
Players, don't change past the
Seventh inning stretch
Learned from vets and they ain't pet doctors
They the type they arrest in "Clockers"
We sellin out these operas
And don't mean sing
I mean opera house stage we rockin
C-A, all day
Reppin it, party time, excellent
It's perfection kid, I'm not affectionate
That's what my last girl said
Too much estrogen
(I'm in trouble) yeah, that ain't PC
But sometimes that ain't E-V
(what can I do) I just feel that way
Right now I'm on my J-O, issue payroll
Speak in codes, 'til we reach another day
Ay light another one man'!
I used to be Ice T "Reckless" (RECKLESS)
Wild out like I'd never see breakfast
Nightmares, tie in dreamcatchers
Tryin to run breathless, outta control
I don't give orders, I make suggestions
Then walk away! I've learned my lessons
(Ev have patience)
It's simple, they neglect it
They win at chess, still lose at checkers
That ain't weakness, it's a death wish
Choke 'em out another off the checklist
I came too far not to be respected
And drove too far to hear
They closed the guestlist
(You gotta be kiddin me) A new
Rain out the smokin bar
Umbrellas up, these cats are dogs
And just because it barely ever hails in LA
They say I can't reign the
Game and hail from LA? They crazy!
When five oh roll, they say what's the MO
Another rapper was hit, by Mr slow Flow
"By Mr slow Flow" scratched