[Intro]
Uh
Uh
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Yo I'm in the mood to write some seriously vicious sh**
Split lyricists straight from the gut just shattering through fake appearances
You African booty scratching, dick s**ing lip smackers
Ass clappers, dare describe ya'll selves as rappers?
No matter it's not a factor before or even after
None of you swag jackers infiltrate my team of attackers
We blast faster than a white racist can say the word cracker
Disasters that'll have you begging for a FEMA reaction
You dorks want to play Dungeons and Dragons
I'd rather hunt um with magnums, start dumping at random
He was stunting and bragging his homies wondered what happened
I hung um and just flagged um at half mast like I clapped um
Now its back to to the wrapping like its presents at Christmas
I'm the captain of action on an infinite mission
Whether you back um or attack um it don't really make a difference
Either way this diamond glistens with the world at attendance (let's get it)
[Interlude]
Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to welcome you to the show
Want to thank ya'll for coming out tonight
It's Swala Row
Please hold your applause as I walk back to the mic
[Verse 2]
I'm more than 3 dimensional, my weapons intellectual
Put you in the hot seat then split you into sectionals
Expect the flow to be harder than the cartel down in Mexico
Accept the show the being presented as a message ho
I'm destined though to make this music sh** so directional
In the freshest clothes so you how to deal the bestest blows
To n***a's retinals its just incredible
How a young n***a got this spectacle down to perfection though
And as far as protection goes
There ain't sh** up in this world that's affecting Row
There's memory up in my phone just collecting flows
So I can cook these n***as up like a convection stove
You n***as over there can't ever step to Row
Cause I'm a man and you b**hes lack testicles
So if you talk about me to the best, they go
"We don't want no trouble Row, just come and grab your check and go"
[Interlude]
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
Aye
Aye
Let's get it
Yeah bring the beat back
Recline your seat back
And just listen
[Verse 3]
What you just witnessed was a person's flow
That murks them hoes and makes the show's curtains close
Berserk I know, how hard I work for dough
Think I'll let it fly all over some twerkers though?
You must be slow, this Milwaukee Bucks I grow
And these bucks I show, got me screaming "f** my foes"
I'm just so pro, yeah the flow s**s I know
I can wrap around you n***as with both eyes closed
So you 5-0, you n***as sing just like hoes
Me, my n***a, and my team going G.I Joe
This scheme made me a king, why you don't like Row?
Cause I took your little cream and watch your dreams die slow?
Yeah, I'm on the top but I see down low
Cause those snakes show when that gra** gets mowed
And they get low when its shot I throw
I'm from Chicago, fantastic flow (Oh)