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This is How I flow by Balance off a New Hope,

First Verse and Beat : The Troubadour
Second Verse : Phantom Weight

First Verse :

The way you spit,
is straight disgraceful,
balance be a problem,
that you battle,
like some broken,
turn tables.
so you could
listen to the fable,
or you could disrespect
my lexicon,
and get ya mothafuckin,
neck stepped on,
i got it locked up,
like the pentagon,
you couldnt run up on my shit
if you were ghangis khan,
so out,
in the streets with
all that shit you speak,
comparing techniques,
with this unique,
ends in defeat chief,
need not critique,
the peak is infinite
and you know
the words i speak
will always be legit,
so when you light that spliff,
let it burn slow,
allegari didnt have
this flowin inferno
the status quo,
is average joes,
comin to knock
me off my plateau
and leave me low,
but come showtime,
ill let th crowd decide,
rhythms relentless,
like hendrix,
when the pen hits uh,
Does her in for me,
in the industry
bring you dignity,
my words show,
imagery vividly,
bring epiphenes
that leave mcs deceased,
when i release
this master piece,
in fleets bitch please,
you know my steeze,
grace tracks with expertise,
spit facts at wack rap,
til it collapse across the map,
my cds spin more then hub caps,
alcoholics relapse
because i flow like beer taps check it.

Second Verse :

Now pack ya bags,
and lace ya boots up,
heavy be the one to
come and crack ya,
bout a foot below ya crew cuts,
iron fist, hip hop
i leave em thin slit,
just like potato chips,
yo the way you grace the beat,
reflects your intellect,
and it seems like all you know,
is inherent disrespect,
i suggest you readjust,
what you perceive to be fresh,
because when heavy grips the mic
expect the beat to be undressed uh,
i flow like hero in a junkie,
kick my feet up,
ride the drum beat,
diseased like gang green,
we gleam like sun beams,
and meaner then joe green,
sylvester knows my steelo,
cause i go for the cheese yo,
You leave the microphone,
repeatedly mistreated,
yall are goin right through the speakers,
like kidney stones through urethras,
soundin like ya mouth was full,
your passive mack is laughable,
we come rollin back,
with a fat stack of capital.
I never really
had a way with words,
and when i spit my last rights,
ill probably say em slurred,
like, Hey i made moves,
and played with paid dues,
I came for the tang,
stayed for the grey goose true,
its cause these bitches disappoint me,
all they see in heavy be
is just a dildo with a heart beat,
fuck that,
and fuck they shark teeth,
im out, ill shut my mouth,
and let the art speak what

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Jun 21, 2013
1:08 PM EDT
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8.9 MB
3 min 52 sec

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