The Legion - Straight Flow lyrics

(Verse: Mr Lawnge) It's ridiculous the sh** I be sayn Call me the Legion, n***as ain't playn Beatin' on my chest, but I keep calm Word is bomb, pokes that make the ding dong Medicine in the music, the menace of a monster Once a couple stomp a gangsta from the Bronx I feel no pain, I ruff rugged insane I run the train express down the lane Get out my way, punk, n***as start the jet Bowl from the porch, four fingers of d**h No one can do me, pictures crazy, chew me You have my card(?) but you just can't clue me I chomp tracks like Scooby snacks Pull my jinx out the hat, like Minnesota facts Eight ballin' the side, park it up the ? next to ? dice sponsored links Man, ready to thumper (Verse: Molecules) Vicious, victorious, verbs are hard on my venom Heavenly valid as I'm rocking in my f**ing dentals Hawged connection, too ill creation The mind - Jason, that's deadly like Vacation I ain't the one to pop the clock ova a son of a gun Corpe inside yo a** like a dum-dum Son, I hew with the verbal aggression Black is brown, with the king, like it's ? in ? A lunatic out being psychopath Victors get it on, cause that a** is gettin' kicked Gray cells pop while I shot and I take a puff The n***as doubt us, say damn, they can't ? So himble himble, have you heard? Chucky smashes up next to Fleck (that's me!) (Verse: Cee-Low) (Word) Double faced MC's tryna step on me They must be crazy, B Get a token poll, I suggest they start talkin' When I get open, somebody's sh** gettin' open Don't play me, play hop-scotch n***a, I'm top notch, holdin' the mike in my crotch I got convertible rhymes comin' down Smother the ground, all around you they surround Forming that ? with pots and pans Me and my man, sayn things real n***as understand With no vessel, win, velitious get sent to a session Any pro'lems, surely I will let someone swing it Getting to a-flingin' it Whack MCs could get the f**ing thing a little close to nose I ain't f**in' with no hoes Or should I say s*uts? Even the ones with big bu*ts So nasty, naughty, never playn shawty Don't make me mad, I might get sortie Upset cause punk n***as act rude I got a big attitude, dropping joint(?) eva Look for a terror I'm calling it stereo on the cross-america The many I rock the East Coast Before I boast, I make sure I pack a toast (Outro: Dres) Aw, hahahaha, yeah That's the n***as Y'all 'em n***as