Evidence - Mr. Slow Flow lyrics

Go, step it up Hear me, feel the funk, yeah I can smoke a whole eighth in a spliff Some call that a problem but I call it a gift Hit the clutch then I start to shift Turn it up light my Dutch then start to drift Lost Angel, Westside rider The official, 405 Friday, sound provider Underground hit man, hard to hire Unsigned d**h threats written in typewriters Poetic, I'm that type of writer Got that 'don't call me-I'll call you' type of fire Fake it 'til you make it, you're such a good liar Headliners used to not make the flyer 401K and I don't mean retire Chase loops, still war all day, I'm in denial Peace ain't the word to play it's violence I ain't have sh** good to say, so here's silence "I slow flows y'all to d**h" Yeah, don't stress, emotions rest 'Til they wanna see my best, as good as it gets Don't hold weak cards, don't hold regrets Players, don't change past the seventh inning stretch Learned from vets and they ain't pet doctors They the type they arrest in 'Clockers' We sellin' out these operas and don't mean sing I mean opera house stage we rockin' C-A, all day reppin' it, party time, excellent It's perfection kid, I'm not affectionate That's what my last girl said, "Too much estrogen" (I'm in trouble) Yeah, that ain't PC But sometimes that ain't E-V (What can I do?) I just feel that way Right now I'm on my J-O, issue payroll Speak in codes, 'til we reach another day "I slow flows y'all to d**h" (Ay, light another one man) I used to be Ice-T 'Reckless' (Reckless) Wild out like I'd never see breakfast Nightmares, tyin' dream catchers Tryin' to run breathless, outta control I don't give orders, I make suggestions Then walk away, I've learned my lessons (Ev have patience) It's simple, they neglect it Win at chess, still lose at checkers That ain't weakness, it's a d**h wish Choke 'em out, another off the checklist I came too far not to be respected And drove too far to hear They closed the guest list (You gotta be kiddin' me) A new rain out the smokin' bar Umbrellas up, these cats are dogs And just because it barely ever hails in L.A. They say, I can't reign the game And hail from L.A., they crazy "I slow flows y'all to d**h" When 50 roll, they say what's the MO Another rapper was hit by Mr. Slow Flow "By Mr. Slow Flow" That's what they call me this year