MNA - The Flow (feelin' Myself Remix) lyrics

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MNA - The Flow (feelin' Myself Remix) lyrics

the flow tricks you acting dizzy when the T3's hit you imma wizard now watch the life switch u I spit bullets that re-spit if they miss you skip the basics, beat shape the vases give a pen to the artist, let the art take you places knock hope off the edge and the dreams land in fashion cloud 9 with nine lives pa**ing rock bottom, Fall into Autumn spring to a summer now I got em money all the time is a problem kick back and let the pumas lob em invasion, the verse invadin' chasin', running got my shoes laced in inflation, green laps that I raced in lighters in my hand nobody raised 'em sensation, scent I cologne it temptation, can't postpone it so give back the loan, to the owner I own it, loaners on call don't phone it just phonys, a-lone and lonely just for laughs I make jokes like Conan gags leave tags , rippin out the colon one of a kind, I take out the species stab leave scars, knife leaves pieces I abuse the verse like OJ ice cubes in the gla**, today was a good day rest in peace MJackson pop lost a hip, now I hop with a pa**ion a job that grows all the gra** in we smoke it till the mood has spazms medical pa**ing chemical reactions we cast away, Tom Hanks sailin' top left corner, Sarah Palin land on the moon, smooth like Bruno venus in between, serena then Pluto I put the Boss next to Hugo high grade clothes, don't tear it money on my mind , and I wear it voices in my head like 24 parrots I want diamonds with 24 carrots 48 problems, I got 48 staring problematic, Bill Nye magnets noises in the attic, full house static Its Bob Saget, standup jokes how tragic split the PG, I turn the G into graphic the track upgraded, into rated R addicts got the magic to grab it, pick a card ...you never had it in the first place, I got first place lines on my mind is the birth place eye on the time gotta play safe all I wanna make is a toast lips feel dry when you get that close over the limit, life is a overdose I'm giving thanks to a roast let's put food on the table flag on my back, red white maple ride on my enemies, 2pac stable judge a book by the pages never by the labels blood in the air, tension muted stabbed in the back is what a few did, shots in the heart but I don't blame cupid, caught in the life might troop it we all scream I scream might scoop it fiasco on the track might lupe it my dogs on scene might snoop it all em haterz... fetch when they lack ties a couple whispers all I hear is lullabies I'm alive after 5, life lines stay aside Up 7 times , in the middle of the night down 3 rhymes, but the lights in sight untangle the DNA lines scramble off make a souffl the throne couldn't wait I ran to the top and we met halfway - its MNA

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