Hostile Groove - Fly Routine | Текст песни

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With the will rhyme stalking in the region of Blackstone -
Kid you're down with the jam then let your soul flow - Think you got skill best step to the mic -
We can bust fly routines and get high all night -
I pack rhymes like ammo never run out you wanna call me Rambo -
I'm the conductor of this mastered ceremony -
Kid I get it on I ain't the one called phony -
Are you in the zone D or all alone G -
Did your trend run out like a subscription to a magazine -
I spit the venom when I catch a snitch in my web -
Cause I'm the crazy style honkey with a dreaded head -

You got the fly routine -
We got the fly routine -
You wanna fly routine -

I was standing by the door selling cups for the keg -
Counting all the heads making sure they all paid -
Then in walks this kid steals a cup from the stack -
He didn't pay a dime he thinks he's all that -
So I tap him on the shoulder I say you think you're bolder -
I'll match your rhyming anytime and take you out like a solider -
So I step to the plate the sucker gave me no chase -
I'm the bottle of Baisley and you're in checkmate -

You got the fly routine -
We got the fly routine -
You wanna a fly routine -
You got the fly routine -

We got the fly routine - You wanna a fly routine -
So I start to incline I'm busting out phat rhymes -
Kid I spin his fucking head like I'm spinning a dime -
Kid I showed him no mercy so he'd understand me -
Either you got the beef or your just a mic tease -
So he sips his cup recommends run and hide -
He took me on a voyage like a lyrical ride -
He said kid you ain't got nothing and let me tell you something -
I'll keep you rhyming all night and keep you up till the morning -

What -
What you got to say -
Come on -
Down -

So I cut him right off when he stopped to take a breath -
Kid the bottle of Baisley seen nothing yet -
I'm with he boys HG yo I'm also known as Shootie -
And I appetize phat rhymes and get a little loony -
So he takes a new stance and turns his hat back -
He slammed my fucking rhymes with a baseball bat -
I thought this kid was fronting but he really taught me something -
So I rolled up a spliff we went out philly blunting -

You got the fly routine -
We got the fly routine -
You wanna fly routine -
You got a fly routine - We got the fly routine -
You wanna fly routine -
What -
What you got to fucking say -
Come on -
Down

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