They Don't Flow

[Novel singing] (Skillz) [Novel] They don't flow, (uh) [laughing] they don't flow (yeh) [Yo, uh] like they used to do yo No they don't, they don't flow [Yo] quite the same [they don't flow] (yeh yeh) No the game, ain't the same, as it used to be (it ain't the same no more) No they don't, [yo] they don't flow [Yo] quite the same [check it] (listen, Novel talk to 'em) [Novel] (Novel signing) DJ's run this exclusive, new shit, acoustic, who's this? Novel, niggas I get in 'em like some loose lips Rappers wanna bang me like blue chips confuse it A r'n'b nigga from a nigga that makes music Amuse it, any competition with their two cents And i've really only ever had about two cents way from I'm too bent Sick of y'all rapping bout your two clips Bragging bout your few chips I've had it upto here with your nuisance N it's funny how time flies (funny how time flies) All of these players and (all of these wise guys) None of y'all spitting it, and (none of y'all got nice) What silly y'all spiffin (but the rest of y'all bye bye) I shift y'all withdrawals, rip you with my quick jaw Nuttin baby just shit start pitfall for rappers that are pissed off None o' y'all should get pissed on, that's in my bitch song When I come through it's like a million niggas from Islam (Chorus) They don't flow, they don't flow like they used to do No they don't, they don't flow, quite the same No the game, ain't the same, as it used to be No they don't, they don't flow, quite the same They don't flow, they don't flow like they used to do No they don't, they don't flow, quite the same [Skillz] Yeh, yeh, uh, Skillz! It's plain to see, this shit ain't what it used to be (uh-uh) I'm the same emcee so y'all better get used to me I breathe hip hop dawg, I'm the root in the tree And when the game's on the line I'mma shoot the three (c'mon) Cos if you missed it first time, then soon you'll see A separate breed, but I'm what you'd call a true emcee N' I don't wanna hear them lies about who you be You be cryin' n lyin' about what you gon' do to me (yeh whatever man) N it's a lotta y'all eatin, n it's thanks to that (what) You rappin gangsta, but I was told gangsta's don't rap (no) All I ever hear, is the heat y'all spark What happened to the days when we did it free in the park (yo) (Chorus) [Novel] Yo, yo I seen these cats up on their interviews No you ain't spit it dude, get a clue They talk it live, but when I rhyme then I get ridiculed Don't be so critical, you quite the fool, you pittyful It's more than gin n juice when I bust it like an inner-tool [Skillz] We used to hark it out, talk about straight up flows No cars, no shoes just rip up shows And we seem to forget about who we be No S-K-I's no double L-Z's Novel [Novel] N I don't wanna harm you (I don't wanna harm you) The next time you come around somebody better warn you The cowards better beware (Cowards better beware) See you at a cipher rhyme (You really shouldn't be here) (Chorus)