Murderous Flow (Clean)

Lyrics

Ran Reed & Shabaam Sahdeeq - "Murderous Flow" [Emcee(s): Ran Reed and Shabaam Sahdeeq] [Producer(s): Nick Wiz] [Scratches: DJ Slyce] [Intro: Ran Reed] Yeah, what y'all niggas know about this? Ran Reed, Shabaam Sahdeeq. Uh! The dynamic duo. Murderous flow [Hook: Ran Reed] It's Ran Reed And Shabaam Sahdeeq.  These wack niggas can't Stand the heat—let it be known before you even plan To speak: we bring it in the worst way. Ain't nothing change I've been like this since the first day [Verse 1: Ran Reed and (Shabaam Sahdeeq)] Ayyo, Sahdeeq Yo, you ready, son? (What, what?!? I'm ready, son) This nigga wanna go to war with a petty gun I drop a bomb on that coward, yo, I bet he run This shit right here is going out to each and everyone We tag-team, turn the illest nigga to a drag queen Make him throw the dress on, so bring your best on. Hope you Got the vest on. If not, you might forever rest on 'Cause, on the mic, I'm known to put the fucking stress on It's Ran Reed. I bring it in the worst way Ain't nothing change—I've been like this since the first day I'm Paterson-bound, one of the baddest around I come as a king and not as a clown. Now tell me: how does It sound? You feeling it? Then come and rejoice and make Noise for my nigga with the Sinister Voice [Bridge: Samples with Scratches by DJ Slyce] "Shabaam Sahdeeq" "Get on the mic" [Verse 2: Shabaam Sahdeeq] You wanna Dance with wolves, party with sharks? All I need: twelve bars, put your brain in a shock My twelve could crack Bells like the Liberty, feeling me? Twenty-four the raw when these minds rhyme together Break bread together, spit lead together. Disrespect us? Run up on you, put a hole in your leather. Call him Ran 'Cause he never did that, call me Sahdeeq 'cause I'm A true friend for life only if you can reflect that Expect that we bring jewels to the table—not the ones That border your chain—the one that stick in your brain We're hot like the blue flames under that pot That's boiling up the style for y'all niggas to watch, so peep this [Hook: Ran Reed] (x2) It's Ran Reed And Shabaam Sahdeeq. These wack niggas can't Stand the heat—let it be known before you even plan To speak: we bring it in the worst way. Ain't nothing change I've been like this since the first day [Verse 3: Shabaam Sahdeeq] Yo, I got that Goldschläger swagger, bag a pigeon with the swiftness It's not the liquors but words that I'll stick in the air Listen here: we're reaching for Jupiter, meaning higher levels Higher caliber to cripple the challengers Double extravaganza give the beat cancer Eat away at the core, giving you more, giving you raw Closing the door—too many bitch niggas got in Wack niggas got in, laid-back niggas got in My skull got you locked in, so fuck boxing Keep it hot like a mink stole in Bermuda, sharpshooter Harpooner dead a whale with the potency Ain't none holding me, only bullets folding me [Verse 4: Ran Reed] Yo, niggas think Shit's sweet 'cause I spread peace and love Gon' fuck around and make me call my GC thugs, and if I do, man, they're coming in loads and coming in packs Coming with guns and coming with bats, have you cheesy Niggas running like rats. No time to explain, son You're getting stomped out by Shampoo and Main One J with the crew got the triggers on you. Man, don't Make me sic my wild Hispanic niggas on you. You can't Handle what they're giving out. I'll spit the real, it's just A fantasy you living out, so what the deal? You don't Wanna get touched 'cause, once in my touch, I'm crushing We're all pro, murderous flow—end of discussion