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Floe Lyrics by C-Rayz Walz

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C-Rayz.. Walz..  
We did it y'all, Ravipops  
I'm here, emphatically yes  
Definitive Jux, Ravipops  
  
Ladies and gentlemen  
We got C-Rayz Walz and a million fans in the house tonight  
He just came off tour  
Reppin for his 25th single  
See "Ravipops - The Substance"  
He gon' show you how he get down  
  
[C-Rayz Walz]  
Yo, I put the pace down, recognize my fate now  
I'm ILL, still freakin skills like H-Town  
I disgrace clowns who make frowns  
Smile in your face but hate and deliver fake pounds  
I'm a animal, in a cannibal sector  
With chicks that give you brains like Hannibal Lector  
Peep logic - there's nothin you can do to stop this  
You have a better chance catchin bullets with chopsticks (WAHH!)  
Wait for the avalance - then you'll get down  
Spit rounds, my sitcom's a full clip now  
Murder shows, practiced and unrehearsed, dead on point  
Like a convertible cactus hearse  
It's mucus fluid, when I spit exclusive music  
I believe in dirt, SO I DO IT STUPID  
I move units, like {?} and white rose  
My freestyle's ill - I'M DOPE WHEN I WRITE FLOWS  
  
Put the sun in your face, make you walk a tightrope - and pose  
I can't just rhyme, I can flow  
F-f-flow, flow f-flow, f-f-flow, flow  
  
[C-Rayz Walz]  
I do somersaults with Silly Sally in Silicone Alley  
Roll red carpets in darkness through Death Valley  
and receive love (love) like Larry  
I'm flowin black - it's September? Goin back to Cali  
To drink booze in the House of Blues  
Doin the JAMES, in Elvis Presley shoes  
From the belly of BK, where the drama's at  
All the way to Saudi Arabia - where the llamas at  
Trapped in central bookings - for a chronic sack  
Feelin worse; I'm really here, for killin a verse  
Homicide comes to ask "Who did it?"  
I step to the next +Iron Galaxy+ like astral physics  
I'm spiked with no sugar, natural image  
Thirst is nothin, burst you for frontin at the scrimmage  
Vampires suck, you stuck once bitten  
Off the head I'm fed, my freestyle eats my written  
I need that dollar like Chris Rock - just kiddin  
I'm down to earth like sunlight, and alien visits  
In the club with {?}, guzzlin water  
Trainin my daughter to be a soldier, I taught her  
to put six in your chest - like Julius Earving  
Controllin the cypher, you foolishly swervin  
I deserve to glow and now you know  
AIYYO, I can't just rhyme, I can flow  
  
Flow flow, flow [x3]  
  
Flow...

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