Claude Rautha - Perpetual Flow lyrics

[Verse 1: Hacim] Mic checka, the microphone checka, the stiffs fled the scene Cause the hype was in affecta, Gripping, running Snapping rampant for days It's crazy how we do its them Alabama ways A chop off the old block but solid like an oak tree You lames are all crumbs off the old loaf ..really moldy I'm here to help you better yourself Listening to that weak rapper dumb sh** plays bad on ya health So get it together theres more to life than f**ing a b**h Digging a ditch, posing like you rich on some silly sh** A hypocrite is what you'll be if you do it more than twice and don't succeed Now hold up real quick let me hit my green Now lets get back to these in one ear and out the other non-listenese Stubborn goat drag to the water they still can't drank at ease I ain't gotta stop rapping so you can just freeze You can skip this track or come and try to murder me But the chances of that happening not likely I Bruce lee any n***a trying to come at me so check please Send me my bill I'm done [Verse 2: Hacim] Now who want it? A Bama beast sat out on a mission to grab the attention Of whoever was willing to listen I'm an artist, I paint a picture so vivid believe me My musics some like a brush I'm stroking hard as a row team that's plenty muscle I focus my brain and get on the hustle You don't wanna tussle with the *Brilliant black hulk* I crush'em Like a coke can, TKO yeah I'm the man Known to crush a mic or crack a cymbal playing in my band *shadow punch* I eat drumsticks for lunch, thrashing as hard as I can Ya understand and if ya don't ya just gonna to have to play this back again I'm not even close to rapping fast. Perpetual flows