Main Flow - Perform Around States (DJ Drez remix) lyrics

(Main Flow) What I unleash though, iller than San Luis Obispo Span-ish flow, roll up some leaf by the bistro Honest at, on my way black Moves for the monterey jack, no time to lay back, to sway that You know the clips blow, while you tiptoe, eclipse flow Ranked diplo, words to rip show, I hit yo For cash crop, we gettin off at the last stop Put on some Dead Prez sh**, ready to blast cops Spread sauce, {?} war like Red Cross You're dead boss, go 'head floss suffer a fair loss Prop pins, punchin your chin, Bernard Hopkins Top tens, daily drop ins, liable to cop spins Voice'll leave your ears with a heat rash To reach past, each task, rhyme for the E cla** And skate alleys, waist like Bally's, break to Cali Locate the valleys, for one who battle state rallys (Chorus: repeat 2X - scratches collaged together) "My proof is growin like pot seeds" "We hate snakes" "perform around states" "We collect marks" "we face crime" "We protect hearts" (Main Flow) We travel shoulder ours, over styles, the rap nova child Perhaps the older wild soldier that'll go the miles Direct feeds connect cheese with neck speeds Respect needs, so occasionally the tec bleeds Tall witty crews, choose a far prettier noose Car committee tools, small city blues Sample kings trample bings, handful of Phillipines Lampin with greens turn examples to fiends With new line my crew dine in due time A true climb, a few rhymes, a shoeshine Girbaud slack, cover trends watch 'em grow back Fans should know that, they hit the sand for the pro pack Amigos that waste cops Face ops, bank stops, replace flops Waste block, where normally the gaze lock Always co*ked with the grace keeps the crates stocked (Chorus) (Main Flow) I got the brain for poker, puff L's like a chain smoker Not your mayn broker, get up out my lane joker Crook stacks, it's hard for me to look back Continue foottracks to book fast the hook packed Scarier mode, 5-0-3 area code Bury your robe, flow down to carry a load It's banned reaches, respects what my fam teaches My man preaches so we all relax on sand beaches Calm wind, plenty of sun, packs got plenty to run Send me with some, crumbs for 21 For the ones who take chances, money in advances Spill blood in ambulances The live diss, for all of you sirens Jump in your ride to this, hydro die bliss High on your vibe sis, survival was missed Survive on the twist, we're headed to a hop on the list (Chorus)