Slow To Me

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Dumb it down, no gun it sound If I took that advice, it wouldn't be nice, I'd be plummet bound So I'm bout to clown, like Kinko, distinct flow That'll, shrink yo remains of yo pee-brains, people if you think slow (Hit the staccato flow) Listen and follow me, this how it ought to be Audibly, quality, call it the K.O.D it be modesty, but if Sickology's Hot as me, spit no apology (Keep going) Flipping business it is not a free policy If I spit it then it gotta be dollars, we Up and get it I be fucking livid if you keep Donnie's economy (Double time) Not too many wanted me to spit it with the syllables A nigga that be critical, the pinnacle and givin' that original A killa with the trigga flow and really wanna get the billion in it low (Play the bongo) If you don't wanna speed it up, I'm gonna eat it up Everybody see I'm formidable I'm coming to heat it up, I gotta beat it up When I get the booty, she comin' to get it from a real negro Beyond bomb, the women need pom-poms When I get to rippin' they want to get little Don Don To give up the John John before we get to sippin' the Chandon Free my nigga Ron Ron for real Back to the nigga with the fast flow, havin' the cash though Cause if anybody, got it, I'm on the mash fo And I bet I'm gonna beat 'em cause it's they ass slow, yep [Pre-Hook: Tech N9ne] But they never get it 'till you spit it slow KC niggas did this flow in '94 But they say they understand me when I chop my lyrics though Nigga, this ain't chopping, I'm a show you how we chop it, go! (Ready, go!) [Hook: Tech N9ne] (x2) All I wanna do is get the bitches thinking I can really do the cunnilingus and I'm gonna bring it I can do whatever they want I'm really good with the tongue I tell 'em (that's slow to me, yeah) So when I do the flipping don't be looking at me stupid I'ma kill it, I'ma nuke it I'ma step up the poppin', I got the rappin' to cap it up I'ma say (that's a motherfucking flow to me) (Come on) [Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko] Time's up! (times up) When the clock is ticking GODS is spitting, flow Do you got to listen? No, no With your hinds up (hinds up) Do I got to kick it? Well no But you mind'll visit, knee to elbow Cause your rhyme design us to find this, just live with it (How you know?) We was chopping like this when we first got it popping and people was dissing it (and people was dissing it) Now you got the masses formed full from our passion, your asses they kissing it (They kissing yo ass) It ain't in vogue, to indulge, you let yo pen spill the info (yup) And I've been told that I've been cold since they invented Nintendo Well I hit it, to make them sit down Bitches that wanna get down Give me a little mid-dle Gotta be quicker than that, slicker than that And she like the way you lick her, put your dick on the map I'm with the nigga with the chin, like a billy goat Telling me syllables, edible, I got eat 'em like a vegetable And be the next, yes, best to blow Hopefully next for the checks to flow X's and O's to the bozos, from ghettos That get O's, and get (?overrun on dancing kiddos?) Bless their souls, I done spit and written middlemen Trying to get vittles from they demos that they peddlin' If you get it you got it right, interview write it right Maybe you'll take a flight Overseas, it seems so exquisite Hoes, they love it when the tongue roll [Pre-Hook: Tech N9ne] But they never get it 'till you spit it slow KC niggas did this flow in '94 But they say they understand me when I chop my lyrics though NIgga this ain't chopping, I'm a show you how we chop it, go! (Ready, go!) [Hook: Tech N9ne] (x2) All I wanna do is get the bitches thinking I can really do the cunnilingus and I'm gonna bring it I can do whatever they want I'm really good with the tongue I tell 'em (that's slow to me, yeah) So when I do the flipping don't be looking at me stupid I'ma kill it, I'ma nuke it I'ma step up the poppin', I got the rap and the cap it up I'ma say (that's a motherfucking flow to me) (Come on) [Verse 3: Rittz] What, you can't understand me? Goddamn, I can spit this too bad I guess I gotta give them a news flash Dude, you dupe ass rap duelers are douchebags Cause every rapper that's on the radio sound the same And it's troublin' me, I be like who's that? Then they came to abuse trap music and you wack! Like they on the same level as me and can't see the huge gap Between us, I'm too fast My lyrics just flew past I'm a thousand kilometers up ahead of the others Shit that I'm writing so over your head that it hovers And this is for anybody that ever said fuck us Let me slow it up a little bit and maybe they'll love it These rappers these days be like If I could rap like this I might get radio play! (get radio play!) But just cause you sound like you cracking with autotune that shit don't make it okay! (okay!) Fuck that! Stealing creativity, don't give it a go Trying to kill like Busta Bust, then I'll gimme some more Tongue flick fast like Raven-Symoné Make her lick on the lady pussy, making her moan, maybe I'm wrong To me your bars ain't hard and your song too slow You will never get to have this charm logo Goddamn, we a three man band Tech gave em' the bongos, I give em' a guitar solo like You... tryin' to pretend that I ain't Better than 98 percent of these MC's but any minute I annihilate In a heart beat so.... Many will sleep when I awake, fuck a magazine The shit that you write, your internet site Cause all the shit you regularly post up, I hate Cause your shit sound slow to me! Yeah! [Outro: Tech N9ne] Hahahaha, Strange Music baby! Truly elite shit! Hahahaha! I mean... if you can't, keep up I don't know what to tell you, it's slow to me Hahaha, and if it's too fast for you Chop and screw that shit, or something