I could slow it down
I could slow it down
I could (I could) slow it down
You should slow it down
I could slow it down
You should slow it down
You should slow it down
I could take a rest
Ain't been at my best
Shit I'm stressed
And the medicine I'm making is medicating
It's made a way in
In to the membrane
The motto is stay sane
Yeah you're on the road but we ain't in the same lane
You think you come close but my shit in an airplane
I'm too close to heaven and you're still down where they stay
On the top level you ain't made it to the gate
I've already settled and you're still running late
While I wait I will lay
Back and relax
I once was defeated now I'm bringing it back
It's always the winner who'll be writing the facts
Everyone's getting dinner, you're out of the pack
And the focus is strong, no motion is wrong
Rhymes from the morning till the sun is all gone
Shit so perfect wouldn't think it was drawn
I ain't from earth, nah I'm far from beyond
(Baby)
(I could stay)
I could slow it down
I could slow it down
I could (I cloud) slow it down
You should slow it down
I could slow it down
You should slow it down
Now you should slow it down
Let me paint a picture, my methods should be scripture
I'm fresh from the source, you're like something out a pitcher
I'm one with the force, just look how I flip ya
Everybody trying to copy like you came out of a printer
And I'm getting quicker every rhyme, so watch yourself
Step up to the mic, spit concussion chills
It's the some part schizo, always in his mental
Conquering the land while he rolling in the rental
Keep it suspenseful and keep the pressure up
You better grab your pockets when you're running from the cops
The flow never stops, and neither does the work
Kinda out my mind, feel the heat like a surge
Stay dispersed from the worst, feel it follow like a curse
When I burst, I'm immersed, on the spot, don't rehearse
I traverse the dirt, every time I write a verse
I think you're getting dumber, you evolve in reverse
So, so listen buddy, you should study before you can make the money
Your shit muddy, my shit sweet with the slow flowing honey
The only one with the secret spice like Kentucky
And I could slow it down
And I could slow it down
And I could slow it down
You should slow it down
And I could slow it down
And I could slow it down
And I could slow it down
You should slow it down
And I could )
And I could
And I could, I could
You should
I could
I could
I could, I could
You should