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