"I'm Fly"
Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 4:30 pm
Song....I'm Fly 2 mother fucking 1 3
I can't expect others to grasp the mic
grasp the concept, grasp whats in sight
the way words rip like the skin of custard
or when a fat bitch gets up and bust-her-d
i c k, and the guy has to goto the hospital
but like the nurse, I am hospitable
and I'll be nice to you, don't you worry boo
don't you worry, I'll let you know your cue
I'll let you know when the tip is to ensue
and into, which I am, into which I won't redo
thats why its a freestyle flow, freestyle doth know
like when you line em up and flick the dominoes
get to something beyond your simplistic lynguistic
get entangled in the eccentric esoteric lip-lympics
past the egocentric, but we still have an ego
and RIP to my brothers brother Jazz
I poor out a forty for the fool spitting quicker than Taz
spins, now thats just how it is, and why
these other emcees cry, cause we Fly
whooooo ooooooo I'm fly yeah
You can't touch me
I switch it lovely
I'm that bubble in bubbly
the nibble of the nubblet
the nigglet to the nugget
strait from the shit, pungent
the way its done, so abundant
us and you, a son to gent
almen, like we're the caddy
you're happy if you don't share an addy
in a room with paddin
like the fat women subtractin'
clothes while dick you addin'
need blue prints so you cad-in
the rolls, the holes, the folds
making a 3d mold
which spots are hot n' cold
thermal sensors, gettin' into it
pass gas when you ment to shit
thats why you fall off
the humpty dumpty flop
people don't even wait for the drop
the sound of the slop
as the egg breaks and splatters
lose in a battle to luanne platters
a lil cypher flow on another forum with a buddy of mine. all me here, if you want I'll post his verse too.
I can't expect others to grasp the mic
grasp the concept, grasp whats in sight
the way words rip like the skin of custard
or when a fat bitch gets up and bust-her-d
i c k, and the guy has to goto the hospital
but like the nurse, I am hospitable
and I'll be nice to you, don't you worry boo
don't you worry, I'll let you know your cue
I'll let you know when the tip is to ensue
and into, which I am, into which I won't redo
thats why its a freestyle flow, freestyle doth know
like when you line em up and flick the dominoes
get to something beyond your simplistic lynguistic
get entangled in the eccentric esoteric lip-lympics
past the egocentric, but we still have an ego
and RIP to my brothers brother Jazz
I poor out a forty for the fool spitting quicker than Taz
spins, now thats just how it is, and why
these other emcees cry, cause we Fly
whooooo ooooooo I'm fly yeah
You can't touch me
I switch it lovely
I'm that bubble in bubbly
the nibble of the nubblet
the nigglet to the nugget
strait from the shit, pungent
the way its done, so abundant
us and you, a son to gent
almen, like we're the caddy
you're happy if you don't share an addy
in a room with paddin
like the fat women subtractin'
clothes while dick you addin'
need blue prints so you cad-in
the rolls, the holes, the folds
making a 3d mold
which spots are hot n' cold
thermal sensors, gettin' into it
pass gas when you ment to shit
thats why you fall off
the humpty dumpty flop
people don't even wait for the drop
the sound of the slop
as the egg breaks and splatters
lose in a battle to luanne platters
a lil cypher flow on another forum with a buddy of mine. all me here, if you want I'll post his verse too.