Colt - Can I Flow Yo (C.o.l.t. Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Alright, look. I just wanna let you know whether I spit this fast or spit this slow, my flow is a hundred percent my flow. So my question to you is, can I flow yo. (Go!) [Hook] Can I Flow Yo? Flow! Can I Flow Yo? Go! Can I Flow Yo? Flow! Can I Flow Yo? Go! Can I Flow Yo? Flow! Can I Flow Yo? Go! Can I Flow Yo? Flow! Can I Flow Yo? Go! Can I Go Yo? Flow! Can I Go Yo? Go! Can I Go Yo? Flow! Can I Go Yo? Go! Can I Go Yo? Flow! Yo! Let's go! [Verse 1] Yo! Brotha pa** me the mic and I promise ya I'll be spittin nothin but truth Even if I gotta shove it up in your ear, it's a little bit of somethin that you've gosta hear Same name who brought pain to the game You guessed it I'm C.o.l.t. and I'm fannin the flame mayne (Speed it up!) Even if I gotta be murdered or martyred, I'm finna follow the fatha cuz I'm gonna send my message to the world! I'm sendin the mission to people missin the gospel even if I have to be put in the hospital! I'm that fully automatic fanatic releasin addicts from they attics With my rap fashion Dashin the pa**ion But bashin the rap tactic I can get frantic on the track, but I'm gonna be comin in hectic Cla**ic C.o.l.t. threw a dropkick at a beat And the scene was drastic when he hit it with a slick gimmick involving a sidekick There's a panic in the studio Cause I'm in there tearin the fabric in half And gettin a broomstick and knockin this beat in the head You could call it brainsick And sendin it home cause it's homesick Lyrics are gonna be flyin faster than Sonic Why do you think I spit so quick Ain't no way to stop me I'm too artistic And it's horrific That I'm comin to diminish And finish The rappers that are skittish In such a squeamish way Gotta accomplish this So I'ma demolish this With the ability to be easily distinguished Because of how the beats I rap over are vanquished But I'm underestimated And hated Plus I'm taunted and tested Eluded and secluded But I'm gonna continue rappin cause I gotta make somethin happen [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm finna flow and when I go, I ain't gotta ask can I flow yo! (Oh!) Even if I spit a little too fast I'm finna give all the glory to God I'm takin and makin and shapin up my lyrical style and rippin it apart I'm gonna be k**in every single beat that I get up on So when I get up on the microphone It doesn't matter what kind of beat I hit As long as I k** it for the King of the Kings Sorry if you can't understand a word It's just the way I roll when I'm flowin fast I might be C.o.l.t. but I'm spittin faster than an AR-15! Now what I'm about to say might leave you shocked cause it might get me shot But I'm givin you the truth, and you wanna put it in a sock I'm bringin it to the block with no Glock, I'm not 2Pac Sin came knockin at your door and you answered it Man you flew into that sin like a flock of birds But I'm givin you the word Because anything other than that is absurd And I'm just prayin that you heard My vision is blurred Speech is slurred And sometimes I'm even lookin like a nerd But with the beat conquered All I can say is he should've been more armored And with the speed of this, some people prolly thinkin it's altered But I'm not bothered Cause if you hearin me, I know you gotta be feelin me When I hit you with the agility Already know I got the ability to shut em off Lyrically, I'm dangerous Spiritually, I'm armed There's no way you getting pa**ed me Literally [Hook] [Verse 3] A lot of people said I would never make it Cause you ever heard a Christian flowin Oh, I heard a Christian flowin Just not in the way you thinkin And if you never heard a Christian flowin Maybe you not lookin hard enough And if I never make it, maybe I'm not goin hard enough But C.o.l.t. is a monster with a microphone and he's reawaken With earthshakin rhymin Groundbreakin lyrics that are overtakin every single emcee there Ever was There ain't no Glock in my back pocket But I'm gonna be comin in and k**in everything and anything I'm so unpredictable, I got even the hatas lookin in awe Gotta give It to em' raw! (Le me give em somethin real quick!) Yo! C.o.l.t. Finna blow up this track You can't even stop this flowin So I'ma keep it goin till the mic explodes So, ya better le me keep it like the fully automatic fanatic C.o.l.t. shootin like a balloon spewin helium Just as I spit these lyrics I swear, I know a lotta rappers that be rappin like they six I know lot of em only lookin for the s** That's only one of the reasons I'm spittin these lyrics And I ain't even finna flex But I'm comin and breakin em off Actin a fool Runnin out of fuel, so let me refill my tank (Breathes) Ok, I caught my breath [Hook]