Flamboyant Waves

Lyrics

[Intro] Sorry I know you guys wanted to clap But everything Imma say is gonna be amazing [Verse 1: Vic Spencer] Some of these niggas is gonna hate me forever Imma be cool as shit skating through the weather Whether or not You can cock block or cough up these goofies Soon as you see your script your whole persona turns to a movie These chickens gonna pursue from the shack to Peru My [?] after I blaze up the ooze Niggas pass towards you They wanna hang with me Emotional rappers, those niggas wanna sing with me (Niggas is cry babies) The historical metaphorical explorе a few portals through the forest I'm [?] to thе corporate [?] Steam at the tip of my fingers See from the outside, the inside and whatever that lingers I tried to settle subpoenas as an undercard Tried to put my nigga rob under bars I think about the concrete and how the roses appear I still don't feel like I was chosen for fear A lot of people have it but not hot I'm in the crib watching reruns of popeye Niggas still mad that I got mine My eyes the same color as six outside You don't go on blind dates you just date the blind I paint skies, I ate eight pies with the FOI I rock the suit with the skate or die Some niggas is gonna bullshit, I'm gonna show my ethic I'm not gonna use my vocals, Imma know my records (Know them shits) Imma body me a stage if it's just a stupor I don't rap for the extra loot I rap because rap make it easy to wrap circles around rappers Know your mathematics faster if you have to [Verse 2: Twista] God please when I aim the metal at you Start to grieve for the mark emcees I'm hard to read like the Medu Neter Make throws on the roster who prosper fail Not prevail, them raps is dull I crack your skulls like lobster tail (Crack) I'm bringing back that horror rap now Drama send your momma to the funeral in a black gown, back down When I hear your sound I'm pressing fast forward Then slit your throat from the backseat and splash your blood on the dashboard Man they soft so I just make it rougher Cause your head halfway off so I can make you suffer Fuck it Rhymes sick and the flow's flamboyant Any style that I drop bet it's hot Like whatever's in the pots and the pan boil Let me stop the damn toil Around every nigga [?] business I can be a menace [?] Hit them off with a marvelous image [?] Incredible off an edible, I put 'em in a medical predicament I'll break a ligament, I be the realest Twista Vic Spencer What up [Outro] You got two problems You got it down to two That's two you can help me with Well about 212 nobody can help you with Yeah but who's counting