[parrish Relax I tax, or you can just max It really doesn't matter, just the hell back Poppin much junk, now the has arose-n I pick card and your name has been chosen Not all about ? or the stick up scene "let it flow!", you know I mean I'm the pmd, in the to be Clock rhymin and I ya, around the tick-tocker Suckers steady clockin at the same jockin So a brother md takes a chill and lay low Hypnotize your girl, the funk flow
sermon] I got my girls to keep me pumpin, like getti Use the same fuel as andretti butt in the beginning all the way to the end He drives, I no matter what we win I fully equipped, with the mic on my hip So if you real, no time to slip Cause it's time for some action, check on the mic-hael jackson Do a spin my nuts, and start taxin Let the know that I shock like lightning They mess the e-double-e, I sounds frightening
[parrish] so let the flow "let it flow!"
sermon] Blastoff, and off you go We take off fast, but now we take up slow I would say ? bamba , but I'm not leavin I don't wanna go, but the keep screamin So I will stay, if fine wit you But I leave, until the party is through So I'm here, let me get funky for the rhyme (like a four-deuce junkie) Put the pep in your step, the stride in glide Epmd them goin
[parrish While the is steady pumpin and the beat be like thumpin You lose your cool, then you jumpin You're out of control, and I'm right on In later I work the bone out your back To mess with the two is to mess hot water We to hang, torture then slaughter All sucker mc's, who to intrude E said (let em slide), say but I'm in the mood For dishin and dismissin, all who don't listen the ones whose in, as if we was fishin So in eighty-eight, no I think it's too late Cause in eighty-seven, you bit on the old
[erick] so let the funk "let it flow!"
[parrish homeboy you in the danger zone When the brother pmd is on the The momentum of my rhymes are divine and combined To go off beat, and come on time To maintain and explain, but never the same And when it to do this, very few remain People on my for the rhymes I invent Dip in a phone booth just like kent Step out dressed to impress, no intention to fess Chillin hard, with the p on my Rhymin on the mic, while the rocks steady Throw a funky fresh and mc's fetch it like freddy
[erick Listen to heavy metal, hardcore n roll Drink a six-pack, maybe or stroh That's not the move, it's hip-hop The that y'all playin and screamin had to stop get it straight for nineteen eighty-eight For it can sound for nineteen eighty-nine I hear the girls out sayin e is hot That only shows you what I got And if you like me, and you yellin boo There's wrong wit me, it's somethin wrong with you So let the funk "let it flow!"
so let the funk flow "let it flow!"
[parrish] yo, this is sort of funky [sermon] man, I ain't worried about it, I it's funky "let it