Flobots - No W lyrics
[Flobots - No W lyrics]
Obnoxious, never stopping now
Nobody's got a shot cause we lock it down
We're not just a rock around the clock
This'll drop you down notches
The proper noun's 'Flobots'
When we tic toc the hip hop gets toxic
Thoughts drip drop lips spitting
Like a faucet
(He goes for the shot) Jonny blocks it
Watch this as I lift off in Jonny's rockets
So get off this topic and
Stop picking off this plate synopsis
We're taking it back
When the Flobots hit the stage it's a wrap
And it goes:
And it goes f-L-O (No W) B-O T-S yes
Unstoppable like a tropical disaster
Denver Colorado where the water boils faster
F-L-O (No W) B-O T-S yes
And the crowd start panickin'
Cause' they don't know how to act like Anakin
Give me anything and I'll improve it
Use it to make good music
Fuse it together with a click
From the bottom of a stick
Now we got another quick beat automatic hit
Feet step to the sound that I manufacture
The slickness that I make a plan to capture
Can I get a witness?
Till you slam and slap your wrists
Bringing down the house
Damn, if that's the fifth time
That you had to get it scanned for fractures
Hospitalization rock the nation
Possible litigation against me
But don't tempt me jonny fee fi fo fum
Cause he's liable to pummel all rivals
Leave you guys with no thumbs on the bibles
I swear! Can't summarize what he's done
Twiddlers run
Chances of survival are little or none
Never play second fiddle
We never play second fiddle
We never play second fiddle
We never play second fiddle
To some dumb chump that wants nothing
But to piddle and piss
Giggle and spit, get twisted and
Sip crisp with little misses & mister men
Sad mad strong bad double fisted
When I fight foes I explode nitroglycerine
F-L-O (No W) B-O T-S yes
A little bit of this a little bit of that
We do it for the dot in the middle of the map
We got it covered that's a wrap
Making paper cause we keep on rocking it
Something to count on like an abacus
We get down underground like a platypus
(Don't attempt this at home)
The Flobots'll walk away from copycats
(We got what you kneed)
Like opposing soccer players jock straps
(Bring your party to life)
We freak cheek to cheek with greatness
(Wrap lines around the world)
We frequently seem to be equators
We deep beneath the vapors
In an underground lab
Yup leaking secret papers
Through tunneled out magma
But, you can't touch the
Style that we bust ya
Give other rappers the run around, tag
We hip shot through ya'll
Drainers and piss pots
We came here to rip shop
When angered spit quickshots
Like namor swims swift knots
Our bangers leave lips dropped
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