[parrish Relax while I tax, or you can max It really doesn't matter, just the hell back Poppin much junk, now the has arose-n I your card and your name has been chosen Not all ? line-opin? or the stick up scene "let it flow!", you know what I I'm the pmd, in the to be rhymin and I lock ya, around the tick-tocker Suckers steady at the same time jockin So a brother like md a chill and lay low Hypnotize your girl, while the flow
[erick I got my girls to keep me pumpin, just getti Use the fuel as mario andretti Kickin butt in the 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 when it's time for some action, check on the mic-hael Do a grab my nuts, and start taxin Let the mc's know 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 usually take off fast, but now we take up I would say ? bamba yards? , but I'm not I wanna go, but the girlies keep screamin So I will stay, if fine wit you But I won't leave, the party is through So while I'm here, let me get Fiendin for the (like a four-deuce junkie) Put the pep in your step, the in your glide them goin nationwide
[parrish While the bass is pumpin and the beat be like thumpin You lose your cool, then you start You're out of control, and I'm right on In seconds later I work the out your back To mess the two is to mess with hot water We like to hang, torture slaughter All sucker mc's, who proceed to E (let em slide), say what but I'm in the mood For dishin and dismissin, all those who don't the ones whose 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 zone the brother pmd is on the microphone The slow momentum of my rhymes are divine and To go off beat, and back on time To maintain and explain, but sound the same And when it comes to do this, very few on my jock for the rhymes I invent Dip in a phone booth just clark kent Step out dressed to impress, with no to fess Chillin hard, the p on my chest Rhymin on the mic, while the beat steady Throw a funky fresh and mc's fetch it like freddy
sermon] Listen to heavy metal, hardcore rock n Drink a six-pack, maybe miller or That's not the move, it's about The love that y'all playin and had to stop get it straight for nineteen eighty-eight For it can sound fine for eighty-nine I hear the girls out sayin e is hot That only shows you juice I got And if you don't like me, and you boo There's wrong wit me, it's somethin wrong with you So let the flow "let it flow!"
[parrish] so let the flow "let it flow!"
[parrish] yo, this beat is of funky [sermon] man, I ain't worried about it, I it's funky "let it