Back To Tha Flow

[Hook: Julius Luciano] Finna take it back to the flow, back to the flow You can rap about trappin' and hoes or stackin' that dough As long as you passionate yo, it's all good Wait a minute my nigga, we finna be takin' it back to the flow Back to the flow, new school but we take it back to the old Real emcee, but the swagger is cold Y'all know, wait a minute my nigga, we finna be takin' it [Verse 1: Julius Luciano] Back to the flow, my crew is really with it yo When I'm on that Henny, the room finna be spinnin' yo Finna blow rifles, have a nigga leanin' like Michael in the Smooth Criminal video Really though, I just laugh and grin, y'all rappers is sub-average You 'bout as fresh as a rerun. Me? I'm what's happenin' Drug traffickin', my bad, I mean our movement is dope You might think that I'mma lose, but I won't Anybody in this game need me to explain the dos-and-don'ts You need to follow the rules, I'm a coach Back to the flow cause it's been so long You act like you don't know how to spit no more My clique go so hard, you be half-steppin' like you walkin' on your tip-toes bro You can tell your bitch so long, I'm with your ho, dick so long Dick so cold, big snow cone, bitches kissin' up under my dick, kiss a mistletoe Y'all mothafuckas tell major lies, all the shit that you be writin' is plagiarized You's a damn liar vampire, gotta bite another mothafucka just to stay alive [Hook: Julius Luciano] [Verse 2: Kenny] Back to the flow, I'm finna drop a motherfucker's back to the floor Make him gag like a joke when I jab at his throat, start spazzin' fo' sho' Air this motherfucker out as if I cracked the window Oh, a stand-up guy like Mike Epps but in the mind I'm not right like left It's clear I'm definitely high, call me high-def, I step in high, I high step When you haters talk to your mom, ask when she gonna come home Dick strong when I cum on her, she say I be coming on strong Just look back like hindsight nigga I be right behind you in the nighttime with a knife like "you ever go night night nigga" I put you in the past like Excitebike nigga Don't question my fly, you actin' lookin' at me, wishin' I'd pipe Lookin' at me like my presence bless ya eyesight I don't need internet to catch your wifi No, don't get it mistaken soldier, there's an arm on me like baking soda For those who been waitin' on the Shoes to take it over Like a person who is overweight, the wait is over [Hook: Julius Luciano] [Verse 3: Demetrius Capone] Back to the flow (flow), swagger is cold (cold) Now I'm finna go blammin' the 4, put a nigga on his back with his backpack to the floor If knowledge is power you cowardice niggas are powerless cause you just act like you now In fact, you the last one to know It's that time of the month for you to bleed, back to the flow The birth of me was on Mercury, that mean I merk emcees, that means it's first degree murder Burn emcees, leave em with 3rd degree burns, Hercules would need surgery Nigga the Earth would need to turn in reverse just for you to reverse the curse of my verse you see But even if you could rewind time, I've been murderin' emcees ever since the nursery, shit Me and the infamous syndicate killin' shit with the illest shit invented since little bitty lyricists This ssutt ssutt shit, sinister resiliences, scissory soliloquy sinkin' the censor-ship Better be quick to catch you, itchy trigger finger is finna kiss of death you I skeeted on your name that was tatted on your bitch's breast, that's how I come across disrespectful [Hook: Julius Luciano] [Verse 4: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] Back to the flow again, here we go again, them Horseshoe niggas goin' in When I walk up in the door, I be turnin' heads I mean shots to your noggin, your dome'll spin Two identical pistols on my hip stay smokin', call them motherfuckers Olsen twins Ball so hard I could knock down bowling pins, I'm in it to win it, I'm known to win Servin' everybody like I'm waitin' tables, wouldn't go to war bro, play Cain and Abel I'mma eat a nigga for breakfast, y'all whole circle is weak, call y'all niggas raisin bagels Uh uh uh, keep it goin', never gon' stop, nah, nigga keep it goin' Y'all don't know when to quit, y'all ain't got no wins, but you ain't even know it Dice is clean on the mic, slice and dice, a guillotine on the mic I got 31 flavors, I'm even cold when I scream on the mic Your homies finna hate it, you ain't got skills, can't fuck it 'til you make it Real motherfuckers been anxious, patiently waitin', wait a minute my nigga [Hook: Julius Luciano]