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(feat. Kel Spencer) [Kel Spencer] (Uuhhh) Can you feel it baby? (Take me away) Flow crazy Make em' say (Uuhhh) Make It hot, uh (Take me away) Flow crazy Make em' say Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) [Will Smith] Been to the mountain top Down to the valley Philedelph to Cali Y'all feel me like Harry felt Sally Clothes exotic, flows erotic No jewels that's for them fools who ain't got it Rap to my own sitcom Now I just sit calm Watching y'all respond to my July 4th bomb (boom!) Letras de cancionesYeah I'm a nice kid But here's some advice kid Don't get me hyped I'll set it off like my wife did Playing down a path like Sajak Wheel of a Fortune away Price ain't right I don't play Find yourself in Jeopardy The first clue What is Will Smith? Hot to death not you I'm like a Porsche, you a pinto You like a tiny figurine, I'm monumental You're like a small get together On your neighbor's back porch You know just a couple of y'all I'm a million man march Attack of the man in black Like Jordan playing on a train Yo my game on track Mad ice for my wife No care for what it costed Had to ease up though Her wrist got frost bit My style, flava, delivery, my diction Gettin' medieval like dude in Pulp Fiction You want some bring it Come one, come all, come in Watch me take they heart away like Penny I could take 12 rappers and put em' in line Then 12 emcees that think they can rhyme Then 12 more brothers that still ain't signed Then don't do nothing just watch 'em decline Gangsta hardcore, menace to society Raps all the same My pen spits variety Eclecticism is a virtue It may not be a word But it's definitely a virtue Rappers approaching me all across America Believe me you don't wanna battle like Erykah I was in the game before publishing was an issue You're platinum now but next year I'm gonna miss you Mad rappers like bad actors should have no parts Wanna be mad check the charts any of them Oh you don't see my name You don't see my spot Here's a hint Look closer to the top [Kel Spencer] (Uuhhh) Can you feel it baby? (Take me away) Flow crazy Make em' say (Uuhhh) Make It hot, uh (Take me away) Flow crazy Make em' say Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) [Kel Spencer] Uh, love and loyalty yo Yo the flow spray, Vito say I'm tryin' to live And if I catch you out of bounds It's cheap shots to the ribs Love and loyalty dawg Do it how Pac and Big did it It's the Wild Wild East And me keepin' me jig with it Play no games Thirst to heat the rhyme Motivation cause procrastination is the thief of time Holding a torch I was programmed to scorch Can't run with the big dawgs? Then stay on the porch These cats is craftmatic Hand on the steering wheel Rocks from the road dodging oncoming traffic Man-handle rappers, dismantle rappers Y'all lukewarm slash sweet-scented candle rappers Any team posing a threat we defeat those The wealthy man is the man that knows how to keep dough As long as y'all play foul I'mma keep hittin' free throws Crush Spanish mamis calling me Kellito Remember Lego blocks? All about the paper now I use writers block to build sky scraper style Catch rappers using the same flows everyday cause they lame True players gotta change their uniform after the game Y'all seen the flow Like y'all never seen before Don't stop for the door Why do you think green mean gold? Baby learn life's lessons Scratch regression Kel Spence the truth, the answer to all questions Come on (Uuhhh) [Will Smith] Damn Kel, you kind of good From Letras Mania