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