Flute Flow Freestyle

Lyrics
[Intro: Kanye West] Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh Yo Mitchell, you ready? It's recording? [Verse: Kanye West] Well if it's recording, I'm bringing the flutes, flutes And I'm looking for some girls thats cute, cute Then I hook up all the hip hop lutes, lutes Now check it out, this how we do Yo Plain Pat, I think you gotta turn it down, down While I break it down, down Where I'm from, Chi-erere town, town And Ivan know what's going down With the cameras on, I gotta get my stamina on That's the reason why every phone while his diamonds be glowing Showin' everything I got, from the top of the dome Kanye to the 'bout to bring this all the all thе way home Oh Clear Channel, can you handlе, handle rip hop vandal Gotta rip it up and wax the sage like a candle "That's some wack shit" Vanilla Ice said But I'm twice as nice as this Ayo, from the days of Isis The Egyptians and Ethiopian scriptures Ayo, check out the way that I rip this You're hearing this [?] flow straight from the heart of the pyramids Flow is serious, bring it back, oh Yo, this my part where I gotta bring something that's straight from the heart And go straight for the charts, with a dart Heat seeking missiles, ayo, break it down to the gristles Take 'em now, fake 'em now, everybody faking on Ayo, you must have thought this was Jamaican song The way they wanna rewind, rewind selector And you can't say my lyrics don't really affect you Uh, protect your neck if you got that chain because Niggas is creepin' and they got that thang And won't hesitate to bang, 'cause they like to slang gang In the streets and the slums, and you know where we from Chi-town, southside, southside, southside If you step outside, outside Let go, let go, my echo, echo, I added myself Ayo, I made a mil' myself, I'm still myself Keep it real, nah, not just for my health, for the fans See we got a real plan to bring that hip hop shit back With hip hop real tracks Come on, throw your hands up if y'all niggas feel that, uh This my favorite, favorite part, part I gotta spit something that's straight from the heart, heart And definitely, definitely go to the charts With a dart, heat seeking missile, missile Ayo, you didn't think I'd remember that Back in September, wack rappers' always tryna act like they was Better than, they funny like Letterman, oh, later That's the reason I call them haters Uh, Chi-town, the home of the pimps and gators, ayo You gotta keep it up for the nigga that flow off the top of the dome, dome Throw your hands up if you got it going on If you watching this at home on your computer screen Y'know what I mean, yeah, I like to do the same things But, you know, instead of watching these videos I like to watch pornos, I'm looking at your hoes, your hoes Uh oh, uh oh, did he take that shit too far? He's a real rap star Nobody said I could do it, I did it, I flow like fluid, I get it, I got it, y'all mad at I'm the shit, yeah [Outro: Kanye West] Uh oh, uh oh, uh And Kanye to the in the how-house John Dot Com in the house, uh Clear Channel in the house, yeah And Strips in the how-how-how My man Mitchell in the how-how-house And we 'bout to break it down, down, uh How it go right now, holla, holla The Roc is in the building, uh G.O.O.D. Music's in the building Throw your hands up if you feel 'em Any MC step up, I kill 'em, kill 'em, yeah Lyrically I, I, I'm straight from the Chi, uh That's all I got, I'll stop the beat right here Let me go, go for the beat a little bit Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah, yeah Let's break it down
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- Kanye West