Slow To Me

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
Dumb it down, no gun it sound
If I took that advice, it wouldn't be nice, I'd be plummet bound
So I'm bout to clown, like Kinko, distinct flow
That I, skrink yo re-mains of yo pee-brains, people if you think slow (Hit the staccato flow)
Listen and follow me, this how it ought to be
Audibly, quality, call it the K.O.D it be modesty, but if Sickology's
Hot as me, spit no apology (Keep going)
Flipping business it is not a free policy
If I spit then it gotta be dollars, we
Up and get it I be fucking livid if you keep Donnie's economy (Double time)
Not too many wanted me to spit it with the syllables
A nigga that be critical, the pinnacle and givin' that original
A killa with the trigga flow and really wanna get the billion in it low
(Play the bongo)
If you don't wanna speed it up, I'm gonna eat it up
Everybody see I'm formidable
I'm coming to heat it up, I gotta beat it up
When I get the booty, she comin' to get it from a real negro
Beyond bomb, the women need pom-poms
When I get to rippin' they want to get little Don Don
To give up the John John before we get to sippin' the Chandon
Feel a nigga run run for real
Back to the nigga with the fast flow, havin' the cash though
Cause it's anybody, got it, I'm on the mash fo
And I bet I'ma beat 'em cause it's they ass slow, yep
[Bridge]
But they never get it 'til you spit it slow
KC niggas did this flow in '94
But they say they understand me when I chop my lyrics though
NIgga this ain't chopping, I'm a show you how we chop it, go!
(Ready, go!)
[Hook 2x]
All I wanna do is get the bitches thinking I can really do the cunnilingus and I'm gonna bring it
I can do whatever they want I'm really good with the tongue
I tell 'em (that's slow to me, yea)
So when I do the flipping don't be looking at me stupid
I'ma kill it, I'ma nuke it
I'ma step up the poppin', I got the rap and the cap off
I'ma say (that's a motherfucking flow to me)
(Come on)
[Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko]
Time's up! (times up)
When the clock is ticking GODS is spitting, flow
Do you got to listen? No, no
Put your hands up (hands up)
Do I got to kick it? Well no
But you mind'll visit, knee to elbow
Cause your rhyme design us to find this, just live with it
(How you know?)
We was chopping like this when we first got it popping and people was dissing it (and people was dissing it)
Now you got the massive from (?) more passion, your asses they kissing it
(They kissing yo ass)
It ain't in vogue, to indulge, you let yo pen spill the info (yup)
And I've been told that I've been cold since they invented Nintendo
Well I hit it, to make them sit down
Bitches that wanna get down
Give me a little mid-dle
Gotta be quicker than that, sicker than that
And she like the way you lick her, put your dick on the map
I'm with the nigga with the chin, like a billy goat
Telling me syllables, edible, I got eat 'em like a vegetable
And be the next, yes, best to blow
Hopefully next for the checks to flow
X's and O's to the bozos, from ghettos
That get O's, and get (?overrun on dancing kiddos?)
Bless their souls, I done spit and written (?middle men?)
Trying to get (?the middle to let demos in the better lane?)
If you get it you got it right, interview write it right
Maybe you'll take a flight
Overseas, it seems so exquisite
Home is a level (?) yup
[Bridge + Hook 2x]
[Verse 3 - Rittz]
But you don't understand me? God damn, I can spit this too bad
I guess I gotta give them a new flash dude you dupe ass rap duelers are douchebags
Cause every rapper listen to radio soundin' the same and that's troublin' me
I be like who's that? Then I give them abuse trap music and you wack!
But they gonna say
...
Ahead of the others?
Shit that I'm writing so over your head that it hovers
And this is for everybody that ever said fuck us
Let me slow it a little bit and maybe they'll love it
This rappers these days be like
If I could rap like this I might get radio play! (radio play!)
Just cause you sound like you cracking with autotune that shit don't make it okay! (okay!)
Fuck that!
...
They bars ain't hard and their song too slow
...
Goddamn, we a three man band
Tech gave em' the bongos Imma give em' the guitar solo like;
You... tryin' to pretend that I ain't better than 98 percent [?]
...
Cause your shit sound slow to me! Yeah!
... (feel free to input the lyrics)
[Outro - Tech N9ne]
Hahahaha, Strange Music baby!
Truly elite shit! Hahahaha!
I mean...if you can't, keep up
I don't know what to tell you, it's slow to me
Hahaha, and if it's too fast for you
Chop and screw that shit, or something