Soulflexin’ KMD

[Onyx]
Now, just to blow this up like I intended
Straight from the Kausin' Much Damage will I send it
I recommend hittin just fittin just fine then throw it up
Vocals for locals, the whole nine, I'm blowin' up
The birthstone kid, I got it goin' on
Every time I throw it on, allied strength is what I'm growin' on
I kick styles like maybe this one or that one
Whichever which I bust, it's got to be a fat one
Like Walter Hudson, my rhymes is thick, son
So, when you pick one, man, I'm gonna lick one
God style, hard with no smile
'Cause I profile, for the ignorant child
And when I bust off, homeboy with no heso' I just bust at
Point blank range, y'all think I ain't livin' strange?
I got this soul thing caught up in a head swing
I'm on the mic with the Gods, and I'm, soulflexin'

[Subroc]
Straight from the flock with skills
Pizzazz your whole cipher Subroc builds, as is
As I jazz it up I grease your okey-dokey then
Yup, I do the hokey pokey let my soul bend up
Grown to be sixty-five inch
Short to swing, this hood sport is the cinch
Indeed I rap, ghetto folk'll snatch your soul intact
Now, slap your head up, bob and catch stiff neck MC selekta
The addict to this funk thing
And it sticks to you dramatic like static cling, for granted
Laps for years, I avoid troubled traps
Help me out the hole, to the brother I'll give double daps
Cuttin' that old haps, to the straightening comb
Maybe, twine the knots, I'll have the nappy dome
Sent to the home, crankin' with electric bass drag
Kick 'em big, but won't brag, I was hittin' into a rag
I don't slack, so won't you let it off? (Let it off!)
Can the MC selekta set it off? (Set it off!)
Suffer the {?} you can't, my style is ambiguous
Rockin' it 24/7, clock is broken tickless
Broke up yup I'm on, the uppity uppity note
I can rock styles that move, a party a party boat
With clout no doubt I gots to boom the boom
From Onyx my man, to Zev X my physical
Yes, I'm braggin like a wagon wheel I roll
I have my cake and eat it too, and lick the bowl
I'm soulflexin'