Vital Nerve — текст песни (Company Flow)





Intro/chorus:



Soon youll see

As I flow fluently to frequently, another mc

Will drop off the face of this earth, for what its worth

Ive been the nastiest, one since birth



"new york is number one today in the house!"



[el-p]

Ill do the simple shit, strike harder than hoffa

El the maladjusted mc, funcrusher

Massive, a sign for my condition automatic

Goldstar connect thoughts get jostled at your position

Listen, abort mission without further discussion

Dual personality, half me ?

Doc jekyll when I burn your paragraph down to a haiku

So tootsie roll motherfuck back to your seat cause I dont like you

I got a hundred beats, all nicer than your joint

Karaoke mcs need not receive gs thats the whole point

Be out within the crowd get open like herpes simplex sores

On vexed pussy found that I put more crush, on crews than jets

Youre just that simple plus overfronted -- but thats the status

Cold caught my shit you better not sit, so stop the madness

With hip-hop guidelines I state I never liked authority

When sales control stats I place no faith in the majority



Chorus



Auto, matic, just for my people

Auto, matic, just for my crew

Auto, matic if youre wack then youll get

Knocked out of the box and youll deserve it too



"new york is number one today in the house!"



[el-p]

I analyze, people call me el so son catch it

Mcs be disillusioned as hell, them cant hack it

Ima knock you out your tax bracket

Slipped into the wrong hands, the mental barbarian

Stay-freshed in ziplock, money plot hatcher

How the fuck you gonna bring a go-cart to the grand prix hee hee

Laughter, enter for irreconcilable disaster

Ima protect mine like a japanese fighting sticks master

Aim, pierce your vital nerve, the bloody conquest

Rappers they be like ? bro, I sunk your battleship

Ultra-magneto, burnin pee burns my credo

Mad men cry like when you realize you got a shirt full of infrared dots

Plus Im scopin at this bitch, be prepared for the mental headshots

When the coflow leave the room, we takin mics bitches and boom



(the incredible bms...)



[bms]

Now the mint and governor get paid, collectin off raids

All the cash that was made from a brother, new york undercover

Dont love her, still Im superhun

Rhyme styles monstrosities, fools never stoppin me

I swat mcs quite easily, dunn

Imitate styles most complain you cant begin to express

Elevate off this, nine times to your brain

Makes your mind manifest, shits hopeless

Stop stop the nonsense, this could not accomplish

Low pro interactive, go open carsnatchin

Coflow, by all means necessary packin rhymes is automatic

Check the barrel circumfrence who done it, confirm it sewers done run it

Bms just a killer plus serial

But still ill and sugarhill, to the fullest extent

Tactic g represent, c-4 blowin up

Like the doors and this president (dead, presidents)



Chorus



Auto, matic, just for my people

Auto, matic, just for my crew

Auto, matic if youre wack then youll get

Knocked out of the box and youll deserve it too



[el-p]

Im gettin fresh for my freeform

All hold heart rocks down when Im turnin veterans to greenhorn

Beat it, make a bee-line, be lax or youll be outed

Spit words thats really cold, pinchin lymph nodes, el

The inconvenience to your master plan fell, your shits abyssmal

Decimal point, zero for the judge burnin rhyme books

Fuck basic, iambic pentameter just dissolves

So Ill say fuck you suck your marrow like a chicken wing, from pluck you

Location Ill rock like zeke, calamity

Whats your composure, shoot sex like vanity its over

Done it again brainstorm slice in your direction

Cut the belly of your block open over to c-section

Death callin one, for the dysfunctional son

Trapped in my digital domain ... (the el to the p)

Yo fuck rappers that freak a fable, phony will make them fall out

Frequencies painful run em as sonar, coflows the callout

Youre misaligned, I turn benign breaks into malignant

Knock em out the box, capture they flag and kick they can in

Badlands, live one down the information highway

Write a rhyme in braille, send a fuckin battle to your e-mail



Yes once again empty mcs we have had here for those

Fortune enough to feel this, blessed number one ichiban

Numero uno crew -- track runner stun gunner plus vocal

Freak show performance

Company flow rockin shit from the intro to the outro

Nevertheless I must digress for the master

The walking freshfest mcs pure when in soil

Yet shallow when the bank roll

The independant representation of what mcs can and should be

Judge prosecution defendant and jury



"new york... new york... new york... new york...

New york is number one today in the house!"



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