[Intro]
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Welcome
Uh, to Flow Session Number 1
Flow Session Number 1
C'mon
Uh, to Flow Session Number 1
Flow Session Number 1
K-Rino, K-Rino, K-Rino
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[Verse 1]
Yeah, I need a rapper I can call out
I'm going all out like hair after a bald spot
I rip skin ain't no repairing the facial tearrage
Black pen, white paper that's interracial marriage
I turn rappers to vegetables it ain't no use flexing
When I'm done the stage look like the produce section
You can't handle the pressure you need to come harder
My words fuck ya head up like a drunk barber
I shoot slugs rappers debating and reply
I'm out-manning you like Peyton or Eli
You say I'm trash but you steady tryna copy me
You full of shit like a basket at a shopping spree
I want cash so pay me on how my skill rates
Picture my foot in ya ass for twenty years straight
They say I'm heavenly
Cause I gave new life to the game like Viagra did for dudes over seventy
Uh, B.B.I. rap hustlers with plenty moves
You fake bobbing paying notes on ya tennis shoes
My clever rhymes tear stuffing lose
The only punchline you know about is waiting for a cup of juice
Thighs super sick solid as the earth itself
If sick means great then yo' lyrics are in perfect health
Don't nobody support you, you can't be the man
You like a house with no air-condition you need a fan
Ha, Ha, HA, HA!
Welcome
Uh, to Flow Session Number 1
Flow Session Number 1
C'mon
Uh, to Flow Session Number 1
Flow Session Number 1
K-Rino, K-Rino, K-Rino
K-Rino, K-Rino
Check this out
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I need a rapper I can call out
I'm going all out like hair after a bald spot
I rip skin ain't no repairing the facial tearrage
Black pen, white paper that's interracial marriage
I turn rappers to vegetables it ain't no use flexing
When I'm done the stage look like the produce section
You can't handle the pressure you need to come harder
My words fuck ya head up like a drunk barber
I shoot slugs rappers debating and reply
I'm out-manning you like Peyton or Eli
You say I'm trash but you steady tryna copy me
You full of shit like a basket at a shopping spree
I want cash so pay me on how my skill rates
Picture my foot in ya ass for twenty years straight
They say I'm heavenly
Cause I gave new life to the game like Viagra did for dudes over seventy
Uh, B.B.I. rap hustlers with plenty moves
You fake bobbing paying notes on ya tennis shoes
My clever rhymes tear stuffing lose
The only punchline you know about is waiting for a cup of juice
Thighs super sick solid as the earth itself
If sick means great then yo' lyrics are in perfect health
Don't nobody support you, you can't be the man
You like a house with no air-condition you need a fan
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