Can I Flow?

[Verse 1: Youngin] Once my pen hits the pad and the ink bleeds out My brain cells start reacting and my thoughts leak out Then i commence to authoring the greatest shit of the century Like 2Pac and Biggie's energies in the vicinity Remember me, I told you I'm Tha Best on DEMOlition But you didn't listen, but ain't no time for reminiscing Only moving forward, though Tha Rewind is against it Consider it a rebirth of times thats missing I'm on a mission to follow the path of my destiny I got the recipe to make A&R's invest in me On mics I threaten National Security Cause I be always capturing all the ears that be hearing me All my peers be feeling me, showing nothing but love Even girls that's diking it up give me the butt One of a kind bitch Youngin Micheaux If you see me at a show, only thing i wanna know is [Hook: Youngin] Can I Flow? (you know you gotta flow Micheaux) 3x Well let them know (you gotta-gotta, you know you gotta flow Micheaux) [Verse 2: Youngin] D.C., the city I was born and raised in Where niggas will get slumped on the pavement for fakin' Gotta keep it moving like shingles on belly dancers Hip-hops future? Youngin is the answer I do this from the heart, this a passion not a hobby I got a second wind and ain't nobody gonna stop me From being a success nothing less than the best I spit this lyrical tec from your chest to your neck And from your neck to your cerebral cortex nigga Sheesh And that goes to anybody that's in disbelief Just believe what you see, fuck the words that you heard I'll squirt on your girl then flip and leave your bird on the curb Now that's a curve for your ass mister postman Like you swallowed your fingers nigga throw up ya hands Like you trying to take the ceiling and the roof off this motherfucker Call log full of MILFS, mother fucker [Hook: Youngin] [Verse 3: Youngin] Tha Rewind, the past is gonna determine the future Hit you from roota to toota, cause I manuever with rugars A massacre is what i leave in studio booths Mc's don't wanna go after me cause I'm the truth No lie, whenever I flow I kill them And you know I, deliver them potent lyrics who feeling them You, you, and you, then I can't disapoint And I'm stuck to hip-hop like our shoulders conjoined Hold up, I got my own lane, don't drive in it It's like a shark infested pool over here, don't dive in it You'll die in it thinking it's sweet, meet your defeat Your royalties will decrease, you'll have to get a new lease Cause I ain't playing with them nigga see the hoes here dance with them Get out of my face before you face find a hand in it Like Rick James bitch fuck your couch And i don't love you ho, just wanna fuck your mouth, now [Hook]